Beat! Crush! Don't spare the enemy!
Once! Blow! Drink your blood, torturers!
Beat! Crush! Don't spare the enemy!
Two! Blow! Bend your necks
With their heads held high they march
to meet death
The war horn sounded, there is no turning back
Svantevite children go into a murderous fight
Beat! Crush! Don't spare the enemy!
Once! Blow! Drink your blood, torturers!
Beat! Crush! Don't spare the enemy!
Two! Blow! Bend your necks
The blood flows like a river into the unknown
The crusaders are stained with the blood of our land
The only thing you will see - Death!
Everything I believed in -- a lie!
We fight with dignity, but they - scoundrels
have cunningly put on the snake
The only thing you will feel is fear!
The only thing you will know -- pain!
Beat! Crush! Don't spare the enemy!
Once! Blow! Drink your blood, torturers!
Beat! Crush! Don't spare the enemy!
Two! Blow! Bend your neck
We go proudly, without fear into battle
We are not afraid of blood, pain or death
And what is written for you is a disgrace !
Only your tribe - disgrace!
These dogs are beasts of fame instead of fame
We have no peace and a place next to our grandparents
It is with us that they are favored Ä gods
It is for us to defeat the enemy. War!!!
I can hear it - when it neighs, the enemy is fighting
I can hear it - the enemy is choking blood
I hear someone ending his life
I hear somewhere in the distance a quiet song
The firebird has been reborn
Only a snow storm will know
How many of us there were, how many will return from here

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