Текст песни Holdaar - Смерть Вождя

The will to power thunders over Europe,
Do not be satisfied with the death of the earth.
Dying in burning trenches
We waited for the last day.

Looking Leader, scratched pain
The memory of the past - a dream or nonsense ...
But there was last will.
All will make you forget the gun.

The hour and cried Time
See Gods - it's time to die.
In the slaughter of wolves and bears
Triumphs bear.

More faithfully honor is not called,
And the blood is no more pride.
Only the echo in the garden is given
Whisper former glory and victories.

And associates with a stone look
Just give hand salute,
And in the silence of the silent parade
At last the fire will carry.