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I was born here
I will die here
For this land I am going into battle
From wounds in battle
I fight on the moon, on the moon, on the moon

From the local cold weather
The gut was freezing
Remember the flock, clan, family
The smell of blood, gunpowder
Fight for freedom
Remembers the skin of lead bullets
Settled in a belly, whine, do not let them forget
And in another way it cannot be
The soul of a wolf means war
It is poured with blood
A huge wound on the heart
Sometimes they grew up early
My saints gave, the land of the fathers
They gave their lives for her
Faith, we can’t sell the honor
While there is blood in the veins
We will stand to the end
Only strangers run
And we breathe our own freedom
While alive, the earth is alive
And the Lord will help us from above
Lord, you hear us

I was born here
I will die here
For this land I am going into battle
From wounds in battle
I fight on the moon, on the moon, on the moon

Here all my forests, fields
The land of the fathers is great
From incisors on the body do not count scars
I feel both a friend and enemy
Trembling through the body, oh these cold
For freedom even into battle, at least howl
In my flock, I have my own with a gut
Because of the hills the light of villages
Dog barking, wave through the wander
My friend, to serve tired
Close in the booth
If you come in, I will accept something
I will show the expanses of the brothers of local
Father is cold to us, mother is hungry for us
That day, there will be food
There I am the owner there is free there
I'm not afraid for the frailty of miserable flesh
Scary to live by bone
Yes, on a chain, but not in freedom, but not in freedom
Well, but you can't confuse the wolf
He is devoted, and dogs love everyone in a row

I was born here
I will die here
For this land I am going into battle
From wounds in battle
I fight on the moon, on the moon, on the moon

I was born here
I will die here
For this land I am going into battle
From wounds in battle
I fight on the moon, on the moon, on the moon