Текст песни Сэро - Гимн Хорошим Играм

We have been waiting for this all year
Finally, it happened
And I swear, not lucky
Those who did not come today,

Who just did not find the money
Who has stolen the spirit of breakup
Who does the army left
And just stayed home

We shall throw off himself with backpacks
After washing with cool dew
From our swords scabbard vynem
We will only live game

And they will win the battle and
And it will be wine and feasts
Under the stars again prayers
Imbued with the spirit of the game

Who is here to find his love
And someone brothers hangover
And the day will be here to pour the blood
A beer and a fun night

And dressed in Entourage
Bring blades, swords and bows
We are going into battle is a rage
And no one can be no boredom

We are throwing off the backpacks themselves
After washing with cool dew
From our swords sheath removing
We want only to live game

Where will win the battle and
Where will wine and feasts
Under the stars again prayers
Imbued with the spirit of the game

And at the end of the game
Nabivshis and plenty napevshis
Removing swords and axes
We'll have a magnificent feast

In response to your question is the main
Wine fill our mugs
For masters mainest toast
And for a great toy

And after my backpack shoulders
The road leads us home
But we will wait for a new meeting
What would once again enjoy the game

Where will win the battle and
Where will wine and feasts
Under the Stars will prayer
Imbued with the spirit of the game