Текст песни Волкодав - Зачем кому-то в битвах погибать...

Why would someone die in battle?
How to breathe humid arable land under their feet
What a generous sky above us
Why quarrel under this sky?
What a generous sky above us
Why quarrel under this sky?

Above the apple is buzzing swarm of bees
Laughing children in the bush raspberries
In the land where men do not fight
Where imperiously defenseless good.

Where is full of gentle dignity
Gentle face of a beautiful woman
I this land before the death will dream
The edge of silence, sacred silence.

I do not get tired, day and night march
Unaware of hunger and thirst
I want to come here once
And leg strap to tie.

But the road is long and fierce enemies
Only the power of force to stop
How to enter the silence in the puddles of blood
Might not letting go of his hands?