Noch' Pered Bitvoj Songtext

von Alkonost

Distance is being captured by lake of fire,
And black smokes drift.
Pitch-dark mist comes,
Sowing death by dead grain.

Exciting are the ancient words
Of snowy twilight of the land.
Dreadful voice of the land will renew the heart,
And will light up the thoughts with ancient power.

Long is the night before the battle,
Short is life before it.
By a shadow of a flying bird
Morning brings immortality.

By a storm in a sea, by a wind in a field -
I bewitch in an inglorious age!
I bewitch you to meet the Sun
With a right fighting!

By a jingle of steel, by ardour of blood,
I summon with an ardent call!
In a jingle of steel, in an ardour of blood,
To fall in battle - but with a right fighting!

I won't escape from worried, desperate reveries,
Stern steel didn't cool down under ices.
Pay back with your blood, diluted with fear,
For the ones who lost peace in communal graves!

Long is the night before the battle,
Short is life before it.
By a shadow of a flying bird
Morning brings immortality.

By a storm in a sea, by a wind in a field -
I bewitch in an inglorious age!
I bewitch you to meet the Sun
With a right fighting!

By a jingle of steel, by ardour of blood,
I summon with an ardent call!
In a jingle of steel, in an ardour of blood,
To fall in battle - but with a right fighting!