Текст песни Неизвестен - Древнее золото редко блестит...

"The ancient gold rarely shines
Ancient sword - outspoken.
Will the battle on the king-tracker:
Mature - does not mean old.
Pozarastayut bylem woes,
Flash the blade again,
And the king called King
In honor of a king.

Again fierce battles rattle
Again with the help of power converge,
Raft while a smashing sword
When the night looms close.
We have lost count of the battles,
Oh, how many soldiers were killed in them! ..
Or maybe someone wants more
Try this ancient ring? ..

Years went to silver at the temples,
Mantle - Cloak road.
You do not crown himself was looking for:
Peaceful sunrise - more expensive.
Scatter forgetting the past,
Whisk the veil of antiquity,
And the tale simply pass perfused
On the bottom came the news.