When the night lowers the veil
On fields, forests and valleys
The shadows rise
From the graves gray and pale
And so I draw my circles
Honor the ancestors in my own way
Lift your eyes and let them wander
To understand your sad fate
What in the old days does it urge me to ask you?
Ward with you happened, your freedom and your suffering?
Is the call of the legends that lament your suffering today
Nothing but foolish talk from a time long forgotten?
Do you hear their calls echo
How they echo through the forests?
Loud and clear, they reach my ears
Still to this day
Their flags proudly raised
Twitching wildly like flames
Fiery, wild on the horizon with unimagined power
Storm they will conjure up
Proudly defend old customs
Against the ruin to which their existence falls
Dullness Crashing from the distance
When black smoke drifts over the army
Today I draw my circles
I see faintly in the torchlight
What human work fell here
Oh so long ago
Across fields, through the pastures
Their armies ride roaring
Angry at their enemies
Oh, they are angry with betrayal
Red drips from jagged swords
Those who taught repentance for falsehood
On the ground, on the rock
Land consecrated on Tyr
Through the black years dead armies roamed
Across the blackened earth
/>The people's song, faded away
Forgotten in the face of war, yes the melody
Deep in the gray forests, however, I found them still hidden
They whispered very quietly and quietly to me so trustingly Wise
That song I heard there was when I died in the war
What did they sing? The melody
On the horizon a stripe, so bright and clear
He came to guide them forever
On the horizon a stripe, so bright and clear
He came up to accompany us forever
I cast down my eyes
I see their armies again
How they came out of the forests
Took back their homeland
And so I draw my circles< br/>Honor the ancestors in my own way
Lower my head low
Listen to the sound of the old songs

KORREKTUREN ÃœBERMITTELN