КАТАФАЛК - Скорбная гроза
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The naked steppe is hidden by gray haze
Raven in the sky circling
a mournful song sings anxiously
---- dreary alarm
The dark sky will sign Graza
the elm of the fire runes
heard in the noise of night rain
Crying silver strings

Brightly pouring blood
She was heavy to sleep
There are no warriors to remove corpses
those who chopped it during the day
those who took an unequal battle
with the wild army of the Horde
and gained deadly peace
in the light of the full moon
The dark sky will sign Graza
the elm of the fire runes
heard in the noise of night rain
Crying silver strings

The wind will sing a funeral song
The downpour will do the body
will be the last refuge for them
Thick steppe grass
The hands of the dead will not throw swords
There is no shame in their death
before the shadows of their ancestors they are clean
And they will be able to keep an answer
The dark sky will sign Graza
the elm of the fire runes
heard in the noise of night rain
Crying silver strings

Chalice of heroic death to the bottom
It fell by them to drink lots
their souls will be light and clean
swim in the morning sky
The dark sky will sign Graza
the elm of the fire runes
heard in the noise of night rain
Crying silver strings