Текст песни Северный воин - Потерявшие свои имена

On the palms of talking stones
Their runes inscribed destiny.
Do not walk away from the white-winged horses ,
About useless plea for mercy .

It was sunrise star
Promising to protect and preserve ,
There is only a road to nowhere
Cuts through the bloody sword .

Someone groans , someone whispers & quot; Die ! & Quot ;,
Someone shadow will rise to the moon ;
Warrior of the night , but the harbinger of dawn,
I went on a winged horse .

I know , she had forgotten me,
But I can not be sorry about anything ,
After the blade of ice fire
Will not bow before the usual sword.

North wind carries the sound of horns ,
Back to flame moon rising
Return dear gods ,
Lost their names.

This furious flight to the end,
To the limit, until the outcome of times.
Under the visor can not see the face ,
Do not know the names of the dead .

I'll try the hot blood ,
Fiend heart pulling hand.
Return the dead again ,
Even in death, it is unknown peace.

North wind carries the sound of horns ,
Back to flame moon rising
Return dear gods ,
Lost their names. (2 times)