Готовый перевод Крещение огнем / Baptism by the fire: Baptism by the fire

Ancient groves are full of voices

Whisper of herbs and the rocks

Smoke of the bonfires stretches to the North

Enemy prowls on the other side

Spirits of the storm drums

Forges the lighting blades for us

We sacrifices to the Gods

Give to drink our blood

Shine of the Byzantine churches are against us

Splendor of banquets and gifts

We surely put to death our chidlren

Knew the cruelty of enemies

Signs of the Moon threatens us with disaster

Arrows are sing about the one

The cruel choice - baptism by the water

Or baptism by the fire!

We were fight with rage madness

We were believe in the immortality of souls

Victims will not become a handful of dirt

But the guardian in heavenly garden

Totems will sale down the river

No one will idolize it

We have disappeared - do we worth life?

In the baptized by the fire world

Antient groves are silent for a century

In the baptized by the fire world

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Переводчики: Zlatko, Zlad