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The river was in the grip of frost And now it makes the way to our hearts By the light of stars the domes of the Swedish tents are seen As if monsters standing along the shore You have intruded on our ground, but cannot seize it Even as nature declares the war The wind will carry away the sounds of our steps from the ears of the guards. The foliage of the trees will hide us The moonlit sky will show us a way to victory The horned knights will not escape A Hand squeezes a sword until it hurts Nobody will resist his force È âîò çàïåë ðîæîê ,íà÷àëî áèòâû âîçâåùàÿ, À âñëåä çà íèì õîð îñòðûõ ñòðåë, õîëîäíûé âîçäóõ ðàññåêàÿ, Ëåòÿùèõ íà âðàãà,ïåñíü ýòó ïîäõâàòèë, Íà ñìåðòü êðîâàâóþ èõ äóøû îáðåêàÿ. "Êòî ñ ìå÷îì ê íàì âîéäåò,îò ìå÷à è ïîãèáíåò!" Òîïîò ðàçúÿðåííûõ ëîøàäåé,êàê áàðàáàííûé ãðîì, Áåçæàëîñòíî íî÷íóþ òèøèíó ðàçðóøèë, Ñìèíàÿ ïîä ñîáîé òåëà è çàãëóøàÿ áîëè ñòîí Îí ïåñíþ ñìåðòè íà ãîëîâû ðîãàòûå îáðóøèë. (È ýòà àäñêàÿ ìóçûêà áóäåò èãðàòü äî óòðà!) Songtexte The strike of the sword is like the hammer of Thor Dissecting helmets of horned strangers As Odin's lightning pierces, sharp spears Kill souls of knights one by one The river abyss swallowed your screams All has become silence The battle is over and you see in the sky Floating spirit of triumph It was your first battle. It was your first test You were blessed by god and passed Having sprinkled the Russian ground with the blood of Swedish bastards Aus Songtexte Mania