Текст песни Thalarion - 911 - As the War Raged

There are bonfires on the high hills of the Tatras
There are desires for war on the hills of the Fatras
There are choes of the loud roaring war cries
There are the men of steel standing almost under the skies

Up the hills the warriors slowly march
They are shielded with the thick larch
They are as one in body and brain
They don't feel any fatigue and pain

The pitiless battle is raging the whole night
And masses of men are dying in this tiresome fight
Above the battlefield the moon is shining bright
And the stodorans are giving an abysmal fright

911 - At the close of the year
Bravery and power of stodoran's tribe appear
Absolute triumph of the stodorans is very near
And numerous bonfires of victory are blazing clear

The battle is over, all the ground is soaked in gore
20000 men were killed in the war
The ugrians suffered a crushing defeat
And the stodorans performed a great feat