Соколиная Охота - То на утро будет сеча
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Then in the morning it will be

The steppe steals careless
wipes and takes away at night,
The saber stagnated in the sheath,
The steppe of the bloody harvest asks
There is nowhere to go to mortals
All icons darkened
The third night is conveyed by the wind
The smell of burning, screams, groans,
Death! Behind strong walls
Prayer is heard until the morning
And in the steppe flame is raging,
And in the steppe, the battle rumbles ...
Eight hundred went into the field,
How many of them will come back?
The night is almost running out
Yes, will the sun rise again?
Whether we see you in the light
what we hear in copies of cod,
That the wind is through tears
Shouted from a coppice?
And who will touch sadness
And who to grieve about your brother -
It remains that night
Just wait for us
It remains only to wait for us!

Then in the morning there will be a cut
The sun is filled with the sun,
The day will rise, and, the darkness of Perech,
Poin the nomad-white,
Lati will come in a flame,
And in his armor with a torn
Death will overtake the possessed!
It remains only to wait for us ...
It remains only to wait for us ...
It remains only, just wait ...