[1st VERSE / Chorus]
Death is here, she's counting the days
When she arrives, there will be no more remedies
Let the blood boil if it is really in your veins
At the break day, take your arms and take to the hill-tops
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[EXTRA LYRICS]
We kill our enemies and become like eagles
We'll liberate all those who live in the plains
Joy will come and spread across the horizon
Thе youth will rediscover fulfilmenty, and еxpress it with feasting
We'll dig wells and cultivate gardens