Текст песни P.S.7.62 - Не печалься брат

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Through fear through the pain of loss
Every day, every battle shall win
Sun Light shuts shadow
Glorifying ancestors once again raise our hands to the sky.

Let the gods of forces in battle
Help us will return.

Time can not be reversed,
Do not ignite bonfires, we continue past the flame,
On the ground, grandfathers and fathers
The occupier wants to make us slaves!

Xin forests in the gold fields,
What keeps the memory of the great battle
We learn to be even stronger
For good reason they have shed the blood of all.

Again, leave the sun at sunset,
All the earth will once again be at the mercy of the night,
Do not be sad, do not worry brother,
We will return all that is ours, I know for sure!