1. ...To Light

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2. Good Ale, Strong Ale

What do we need, guys
In such rainy evening?
To be refreshed and drink
Good ale, strong ale!

By the evening we shall stop
In a roadside tavern.
Let's demand more meat and ale
To recover our strength.

As gold honey, ale streaming
In our tankards, a good ale!
The strong drink will warm us,
Also we'll cheer our souls!

Let the bad weather storms outside,
And a rain beats in a window,
And a way waits tomorrow again –
Now we'll forget it!

Here fire in fireplace flares,
And good friends around,
And the owner is lateing
Bring to us foaming tankards.

Then the first beam of the sun
Will get into the window,
Warriors should rise
And gather in a way.

Good ale, strong ale!
There is nothing better than ale!
Strong it goes in our heads,
But also our heads are strong!

Good ale, strong ale!
As the heads ache in morning!
But our bodies and spirit are strong.
It's time for us to go in a way...

3. There The River Sings

From endless plain, from bottomless bogs
The West wind is scudding
And striking the ancient walls.
Wandering wind!
What the tidings flying on your wings?

Where the warrior wanders?
In what unknown lands?
Oh warrior! I look afar from high wall.
Where the warrior wanders?
In what unknown lands?
But you had not returned
And sorrow in my heart.

From salty seas, from hot sands
The South wind is scudding
And with him – seagull's crying.
Oh wind! What the tidings you brought?
Where the warrior wanders?
Where the warrior wanders?
Is he being in battle?
I look at way to the South
But I hear only lapping
And seagull's shouts.

From Northlands, there the spring roars in abyss
The North wind is scudding
He sounds the cold horn.
Oh mighty wind! What the tidings you brought?

Where the warrior wanders?
Maybe, he is in your land?
Oh warrior! I see at the sight
You fall asleep.
Where the warrior wanders?
Maybe, he is in your land?
I'm there the river sings
With you till the end of time.

4. Brotherhearts

Brother hearts! How many years
We fight beside?
How many enemies were overcome by us?
How many fights remain behind?

We buried fallen friends,
Filled barrows above their graves.
Spilled wine on a hot ground
To make their dreams be stronger.

Having crossed swords, we swore,
That only the Death will separate us.
We shall fall on a field of battle
With a true sword in a hand.

We take a sip of strong wine from a bowl,
Strong wine of our victories.
There are few of us, but we remember.
Each name is embodied in our hearts.

And there will come our last fight,
With a song we shall enter it.
We shall get in a heavenly hall,
Also we'll sit with our brothers!

Brother hearts! Pour more full!
Recollect our fallen friends!
Strong wine flows as a river
In a memory of those who not with us.

5. Fires Of War

There's no beauty in bloody fight:
Cut, kill to stay alive!
Blood squelches under horse's hoof,
Roar of an armour, shout of people.

My sword is covered with blood,
Who stands in my way – head's out!
Faces of friends are distorted.
It's the true – the true of war!

Enemies and friends are dying,
We can't offer our grounds.
Eyes are full of black fury:
It's the true – the true of war!

Wounds are streaming with blood,
Eyes are dimmed in red.
Ring of bow-string as a whistle of wind!
It's the true – the true of war!

The sunset has faded in sky,
We have not receded on a step
The enemy has chocked in our blood,
It's the true – the true of war!

Somebody lost their fathers or sons,
Somebody hasn't left out from battle.
Who were searching for glory are dead.
It's the true – black true of war!

But every warrior
Fighting for
Freedom of their
Their native land.
For that they ready
To die with faith
In their heart
With sword in hand!

The sun eclipsed by smoke
Of fires of war.
It gazing through veil
As bloody eye
I will fly like white
White bird
Flashing among
Crows black wings

So much pain
Was absorbed this
This ground
So much fallen
Around of me.
I'm searching for you
Among dead bodies
But it's so dark
In my eyes from weeping...

6. За Стеной Снегов

Землю заковала
В снежный плен зима.
Разлетелись пылью
Белые снега.
И в лесных пределах
Слышен волчий вой –
Славит зимний холод
В тишине ночной.

День укрылся мраком
За стенами туч,
Сквозь них не пробьется
Солнца слабый луч.
Снегом застелила
Нам зима постель,
И зовет укрыться
Пеленой метель.

В поле бескрайнем
Вьюга танцует.
Потеряла след я,
Не дойду домой.
Вижу, кружит
Надо мной черный ворон,
А вокруг лишь снег
Да метели вой.

Отведи, помоги,
Укажи ты мне путь.
Снег развей, отогрей,
Силы дай не уснуть...

Слышу, вдали воют
Серые волки.
Тьма на землю сходит,
Ночь уж впереди.
Что же ушло ты,
Красное солнце?
Без тебя дороги
Век мне не найти...

Отступи, отойди,
Дай до дому дойти!
Урони, солнце, луч,
Разгони стаи туч!

Рано поутру утихнет ветер,
Солнце осветит бескрайний снег.
Зимний день погож и светел,
Но в седых полях пропал твой след...

Ты теперь во тьме, в плену холодном
За стеной снегов, во вратах зимы.
Слушаешь рев ветра голодный,
О тепле, о солнце видишь сны...

7. Hunt For Hunter

Do you listen, they are creeping up behind you?
Do you listen the crunching of snow?
Your heart is full of fear
And you run, trying to save your life.

Hunt for hunter!
The weapon will not help.
They know every your step
Run, run, escape!

How many time you hunted?
How many lives you took?
How many heads in your collection?
You feel so strong, then you clean your gun.

Under the full moon,
Your life will finished.
Leaving your body
With the flow of blood
From opening mouth.
The moonlight will reflect in dead eyes
And the forest will resound
With triumphantly howl.

8. Demon's Circle

The wanderer! Do you see a circle of stones?
Pass by it as fast as you can!
It's a monastery of an ancient demon,
Ancient demon, afflicted with lust.

If your spirit and flesh are week,
Never spend the night near this place.
Otherwise you'll know love to death
She is yearned and old, as a world.

She can accept any shape,
She smells like a roses and a rain
Her body is waved from air
Her lips are hot as sand.

The succubus will sweat you to death
Till you'll became weaken
She is insatiable, her lust is infinitive
You'll not have strength to escape.

But if you are brave and strong,
Step into the Demon's circle
And in exchange for devilish delight
You'll know the answer for any question.

If you'll overpower the Demon,
If your spirit is strong,
She must tell you all
About your future and past.

The Wanderer! I'm so cold here!
Please, warm me with your love!
I'm so lonely and starved
Don't afraid me, I'll give you passion!
You'll experience pain and enjoyment
Stay with me, be my servant!
Only stars are twinkling over
Demon's circle
And long waiting...

Come to me, you will not regret
I have so yearned for love!
Unless death – such high payment
For the pleasure I'll give you?
Years last infinitely, as well as my damnation
Full pain and undivided passion.
I'll share my secrets with you,
If you'll divide my eternity...

9. Voice Of The North

Our ship moved to the North
There the ice sparkles at sun
There severe frost is even in summer.
Twinkling stars looked at us
From the sky
And furious wind inflated our sails.

We wished to reach
To the very world's end
We wished to subdue
This land of ice.
But with the roar of cold wind
The voice has reached us,
And waves foamed,
And ice-floes started to dance.

"Long time I saw nobody
Under this cold sun!
What do you need here?
This is my land.
I can break your masts
And sink your ship
I can crush you
With big ice-floe.
I rules by all winds,
By waves, by severe frost
Return back, before your ship
Will break by storm.
Here is nothing for you,
Here is nobody
It's only my kingdom
And my lands are deserted!

Or you'll stay with me at my ice palaces?
And North wind will sing for you.
Till it will be too late to return back
Before you'll die in my cold embrace!"

We listened to a cold voice,
And our blood frozen in veins.
We saw the fearsome face
Shrouded by snowy veil.
And clouds curled behind it,
And the sky had darkened.
And our hearts gave a shudder
In the face of this violent force.

And we have turned back, we couldn't more further
There is black water under blocks of blue ice.
Severe frost is there, at world's end.
And She lives there, in palace of ice.

10. Родная Сторона

Ветер песню принес
Мне с родной стороны,
Где под россыпью звезд
Травы, словно ковры.
Где в озерах лесных
Тонет алый закат,
И деревья вокруг,
Будто стражи стоят...

Солнца первым лучом
Пробуждается лес,
Под бескрайним шатром
Предрассветных небес...

Что ты видишь во сне
На чужой стороне?
Эхо дней грозовых
Да походов лихих?
Участь воина – путь,
Что оставил – забудь...
Но в чужой стороне
Видит дом он во сне.

Напои меня, ветер,
Терпкой силой допьяна,
Чтоб звучала в душе
Удалая песнь твоя!
Ты принес мне запах елей
Из родных моих краев,
И быстрее бьется сердце,
И бежит быстрее кровь!

Вновь пылает закат
Погребальным костром...
Возвратишься ли ты
Да в родимый свой дом?
Плачет дождь в тишине,
И деревья шумят:
Возвращайся ко мне,
Возвращайся назад.

Я гляжу во тьме в тишине ночной,
И не спится мне под чужой луной.
Если б птицею взвиться в небеса!
Долог путь домой, глубока тоска...

Волком пробежать дальнею тропой,
Что через леса приведет домой.
Только впереди битвы ждут меня,
И пути ведут в дальние края...

И в чужих местах, на краю земли
Будет песнь звучать, песнь победная.
Пусть летит туда, где мой дом стоит,
Лес шумит, горит высь рассветная!

Меч я подниму, жизнью поклянусь –
Что в кровавых битвах сберечь я смог –
Я приду к тебе, я назад вернусь,
И опять ступлю на родной порог!

Песнь реки – о тебе...
Шум дождя – о тебе...
Вспоминай обо мне
На чужой стороне...

11. Feeling The Rain...

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