Rivers of the Dead
The chain has never fallen upon our necks
You cannot enslave the dead
And the living will never kneel
To you !
Your spirits belong to the dead
And through our blades
You'll find your way !
Rivers of the dead, carry away
The blood of our enemies
Far to the sea
So that they shall never be remembered
Again !
The chain has never fallen upon our necks
You cannot enslave the dead
And the living will never kneel
To you !
Your spirits belong to the dead
And through our blades
You'll find your way !
Rivers of the dead, carry away
The blood of our enemies
Far to the sea
So that they shall never be remembered
Again !
"Din zei de-am fi scoborâtori
C-o moarte toti suntem datori!
Totuna e dac-ai murit
Flacau ori mos îngârbovit
Dar nu-i totuna leu sa mori
Ori cîne-nlantuit."
( from "Decebal catre popor", by George Cosbuc )
Our enemies are many
But within us there's strength
Far beyond their number
And soon they shall fall
Into the abyss of oblivion and shame
And never, never, never shall they rise again!
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