Текст песни Navjarmaahr - Над могилами тысяч бессмертных

The fire fiery sky
In the fever of death merciless
The bloodied face mask
And eaten by hungry flames
Catching himself and dropping
Day after day, to infinity and ashes
Issyhaya thirsty and crying
Dying like darkness at dawn
By dragging the ground as a whip
The fingers and the swords of the wagons
Horses stumbled on the wind ...
Way home turned neblizok ...

And in the blood dries on the faces
Hopelessly decorated with death
It solidifies a powerful force
It looks cool, like smashing whip
Get carried away as if in a swamp
And the forests, where prarodichi lived,
Where cracked hostile power,
Where in the battles burst veins,

Where in the scope of the raging wings
They carried away in the boundless sky
Falcon pack powerful,
Grandfathers to defend their homeland ...
Over the graves of thousands of immortal
Their visions dancing in fog
Rises up and dance
And faded out to fade away in the mounds

The flocks of sparks and embers fires
Once again, being born very briefly
Worthlessness scattering dust ...
Handful of black, smoking debris ...
Remains a mystery pattern
It is said that did not have time to tell
Growing cold melting eyes
Escort, realizing - failed to ...