Соколиная Охота - Плясовая Смерти
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My comrades hang
The whole forest smelled for tanned skin,
May the spirits of the ancestors forgive us,
We could not. And who can
To expel enemies?! And in the forests
The fighters hang here and there!

We did everything we could
Who can better - let him dare!
And we cannot avoid the loop:
She knows us by name
After all, the creak is everywhere - at night, day
Every name hears his name in it

Creak, creaking leather loops
Shakes, shakes the wind of the body
And your fault is there, is there any
You are alive - and this is your fault

But better death than life in Wurla
If you choose a share for yourself
Loop to your native land
Tie better than captivity
Off of tears, voice is not Osip
So undergoing - a bitter creak

Creak, creaking leather loops
Shakes, shakes the wind of the body
And your fault is there, is there any
You are alive - and this is your fault

Skill loops - your army
Stronger than all on the battlefield!
But we cut the belts
We will not become a knife!
Everything is on the dance! The battle is lost -
So dance with a leather loop!