Текст песни Ride

Northern wind, hail and thunder, blackened sky

All my mind like seagulls soaring high

All these eastern ways lock our minds in darkened halls

Ride to fight it now my chieftain calls

There's a fire in his eye

As he holds his hungry sword into the sky

We ride for the battle, my brothers by my side

We fight, we were still standing by the morning light

They died, well at least those who didn't run to hide

We ride for the borough where mead and wenches bide

We ride, we ride

Lesser men hope for freedom when they die

Home is where the heathen banners fly

And this eastern king laughs at us in darkened halls

Ride to fight him now your chieftain calls

There's a fire in his eye

As he holds his hungry sword into the skyTyr - Ride - http://ru.motolyrics.com/tyr/ride-lyrics.html

We ride for the battle, my brothers by my side

We fight, we were still standing by the morning light

They died, well at least those who didn't run to hide

We ride for the borough where mead and wenches bide

We ride, we ride

There's a fire in his eye

As he holds his hungry sword into the sky

We ride for the battle, my brothers by my side

We fight, we were still standing by the morning light

They died, well at least those who didn't run to hide

We ride for the borough where mead and wenches bide

We ride for the battle, my brothers by my side

We fight, we were still standing by the morning light

They died, well at least those who didn't run to hide

We ride for the borough where mead and wenches bide

We ride, we ride