Arafel
Color Of Death
The white sails are above the horizon The strange sails from other lands Hurried up by cold winds The vessels are rushing to our shores There are crosses on the sails and banners And masts reaching up to the heavens The launches touched the smoothness of the salty waters Little did we know of the impending doom We did not know that Death would spread its wings Having stepped on the land of our fathers and grandfathers And even Gods will be powerless this time Facing the steel and fire of invaders Blood will flow like boundless river Endless will be mothers' sorrow The clouds will close the land forever The land most dear to us The heart is beating in the cage like a bird without wings The grief is tearing souls to pieces The sky is tearing itself apart with a helpless moan The helpless moan of our Motherland Under the attack of the welded in steel SongtexteThe strangers bringing destruction The land of fathers is shaking and no use To entreat the Gods for help The land is forever stigmatized with the cross Êðåñòî?Çåìëÿ íàâåêè çàêëåéìëåí? Èñòåðçàí?ìåòàëëîì ?îãíå? Íà?íå?÷óæè?ïîäíÿòû çíàìåí? ×óæî?ïî?äî? âåðà ?çàêî? Òâåðäèëè ëþ??ìóäðåö? "Íå âåðüòå, Âû ýòèì áåëîñíåæíû?ïàðóñà? Âåäü áåëû?öâåò âñåãäà áû?öâåòîì Ñìåðòè ?ãä?îí? òà?íåòó ìåñò?íàì"
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