Текст песни Nachtigall - Святослав

He stood on the battlefield and calmly looked forward
It is a battle not aside, life just went ahead
He beat born always empty words for weak reserves
His sword - a path to the goal, a great believer who shall win

It's true - a weapon in his hands, his strength - a strength of the gods
His motto - but free as a bird, its duty - fourteen words

Centuries passed years past, each of us is for the country
When we go to the enemy, it is in each of us comes to life in an instant
For all his life - he fought for all his life - he was the purpose
His work he left us, his descendants - we

It's true - a weapon in his hands, his strength - a strength of the gods
His motto - but free as a bird, its duty - fourteen words

Our true - a weapon in the hands of our power - it is the power of the gods
Our motto - but free as a bird, our duty - fourteen words