The river whispered calm, placid and magic To the passage of the army on may 24th The army marched to go to the frontier To become the last wall against the enemy
Silence to the passage, not a voice not a message There’s no time to rest now we must go on We felt from the loved shores light and low, (the) sound of the flow Is good sign for the fate the stranger doesn’t pass!
Thousands of steps in the night are lost through the waves Praying god for our families There is no tomorrow without victory It’s the last hope for our sons Mystic river that flows tonight Guards and save our hearts with your magic
The stranger is came back the day never ends Fight on the last line is madness and despair The enemy strike again with power harder and fast We must resist for the last time the stranger doesn’t pass!
Like magic the river swelled its sides As our armies were fighting even mystical waves Of blood of the haughty enemy are are lost Back, go, stranger! Will never take a step forward Sacred river
From sacred banks of the mystic river We'll be the last line of defense The sacred waters will give us glory Because here the enemy will fallTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
