Текст песни Asmund - Судьбы знамение

Curse of the poor in spirit,
sheep in wolf's clothing
Curse the weak!
In the tree fell runes,

blind old woman hand of fate of yarn pulled

The heroes of the song of life betrayed, curse the poor foreshadowing

Fate

Long struggle to pass through the path of freedom our destiny

Through fear and pain to triumph again, visit the Jabberwocky, listen to the blood!

Honor! Those who snatched freedom wade passing ocean waters

Hymn militias that have taken from his knees, singing the glory of the blood of our veins!

Curse poor weak spirit
The fate of the hand of the old woman pulled
The heroes of the national anthem, oblivion weak foreshadowing
Through fear through the pain to triumph again!

Not broken persevere
Common goal, will power, superiority
This fear bastards Draw grin animal

This death and chaos, Beat teeth in the jaws of floss and ugliness