Eyes to the east From the high winter mountains Restless, and longing Forever west the seven chiefs
Remembrance to Hadur's great King Attila's flesh now rests beneath the river But his spirit guards the infinite skies Self-sacrifice in his name Through the roaring winds they hear his call
Solo: Istvan
O, Once again unite the imminent nation O, once again
So they ride like death angels And conquer to all sea shores Taken the oath of blood
The seven chiefs gather the hordes And ride towards the setting sun
Still the taste of their comrades' blood Reminds them of the oath He who fails shall be devoured And it is his veins that shall fill The next chalice of blood The way of the Hun must live on
Solo: Istvan
The taste of their comrades' blood Reminds them of their oath He who fails shall be devoured And it is his veins that shall fill The next chalice of blood The way of the Hun must live on
Eyes to the East Towards the rising sunTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
