Текст песни Naer Mataron - Winterwar Memorial
Naer Mataron - Winterwar Memorial слова песни
I can see the winds, I can breath the chilling cold!I can touch the spectral colours of the night:The sun of Storms I am, the black night from yester worldsThe flame of war desire burns inside my soul.Spellbound by this blind passionIn battle lust my mind is drownedRed is the path:to the war field.My panzerfaust respectfully I hold.Under the pale horizon of the eastern frontAcross the endless sea of cloudsPride becomes a side of PainHonour fills with courage my soulDraped I am by those melancholic hillsA hawk in eyrie, I am waiting fearlessAll senses gathered, instincts sharpenedDwelling in total blasphemy in this winter war.Krieg!Olofoteina ta synnefa toso psila!Parthenikis broxis stagones me skepazoun,Kai ola edo:I timi, to Aima pou kYlla zesto.Kai ego monos pia:na polemo akoma.Winterwar memorial.