Элхэ Ниеннах - Полночь мира
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The ancient mountains scattered ash -
Strange songs now at the wind ...
The waves of centuries are beating about the cliffs -
Strange songs are carried by the wind ...
I prophesied an angry time,
Namo prophesied their return;
That the horns were trimmed at sunrise -
What did the horns on sunset?
"Stand up
to the battle of the end of time. "

Stand up in the flame of arts
With an oath, which is stronger than iron and steel;
Get up, gone into the flame of art -
The time has come!
There is no grave for you - only birds will pay
You, but they will not lay out a minstrel about you
Songs, and you will not be glorified in legends,
But get up
On the battle of the end of the time.

Dead warriors of black stronghold -
Get up, gone into the flame of art!
Remembering the word and remembering the name -
Get up, gone into the flame of art!
You were called the fits of the abyss,
Birds of death, steppe wolves -
The army of darkness against the immortal army -
Get up
On the battle of the end of the time.

Flame born in the heart of art -
Get up!
Army that has gone into the flame of art -
Get up!
Black wolves at the stirrup, black
Crows over the head, and black
The banner will call - do you hear the call? -
Rise
On the battle of the end of the time!

The flame does not go out under the ashes of centuries
Get up!
Mortals are now stronger than the gods -
Get up!
Get up - in the name of the star and eclipse
Sun - as before in silence, harsh and
Grozny, worse than the crying of the combat -
Rise
On the battle of the end of the time!