Translations
Русский
DO1R - Избранное (Favorites) (English Translation) Lyrics[Verse]
Fallen banners
At the iron throne
In the sacred flame
Extinguished cities
However, in the non-spontaneous
For public persona
Born sharply
Burning spark
Broken head on the fronts, here for a long time
Punched, the bowstring will break like an apple
Killed here, on the coals, it's a pity, but it must be so
The world won't miss you
It is necessary to rush into battle or accept death here
The risk is not dumb, losing your soul over and over again is easy
And there will be a choice to kindle a flame or merge with darkness
The chosen one will kindle the world fire to die
Will be heard in winter, ashes on the ground, Arrow
Turn into a snake, appear in deja vu, oh ma
And just to sit, the resident was caught
Armor is torn like a hammer with felt
Fate will immediately come and appear tete-a-tete
Let's glorify who is not here, marginal nonsense
Returned
To a communal fest
Everywhere everywhere prohibition is the risk of hurt
We put your minors and rhythms to a minimum
We are marginal but have not played Morrowind
And your empty goals with dreams are not dear to us
Apparently not visible, these winners
Lay past the beat, ho
[Morning]
Take care of your wives, take them past the screens
They found but not searched, they want more shaking but
Were interrogated in the monastery under my pretense