We fly thought the centuries
Further than medieval times!
Plunged into the history
I hear consanguineous rhymes!
I feel the smell of the sea!
Further than medieval times!
Plunged into the history
I hear consanguineous rhymes!
I feel the smell of the sea!
Cold wind sings in the sails-Dragons of the North followed by sea-gulls! Pellucid drops heavily rain!
I see the blood of mine on the way of my destiny-I hear the echoes of war which we have won! In the ancient song of victory!
Father said save this land for your descendants in the name of Othala-The day of Elhaz will come with the dignity like in the days of yore we'll change the course of time!
I see the blood of mine on the way of my destiny-I hear the echoes of wars which we have won! On the close of this century-We'll kill every enemy, intrusive son!
Written in the wind! Written in the wind!
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