See the lights around Warriors in shining armour Marching through the path of the elder Clouds rise on the mountain’s high
Oh, cold carpathian wind, Clean, as our virgin’s blood Listen to the roars of battles See awakening forgotten wrath
Oh, cold and mysterious night Idolised, graceful empires Halberds are shining bright The armies of Heathens rise
Oh, cold carpathian wind I hear your call, bringer of storms The stars shining above the mountains Like lights above the graves
Father, take my soul To the halls of eternal glory Father, raise my sword To unleash my raging fury
I hear the sounds of battle drums I hear the call of the heathen horns A call for warTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
