Текст песни A Wolfchant From The Mountain Side

In wide lands, wrapped in snow

We walk through the mist

All the way up to

An Old Fields Mountain

A Mountain made of Stones

This Mountain is just one of

Many secrets of this place

Where an ancient forest is grown

Come on, follow me

Through Gadreta

Let me tell you

The ancient tales of my home

Mystic lands of magic forests

I show you

To recover the old way

Together, in that night

Let us remember

Our pagan tribes

Gathered at the campfire

To listen to a Wolfchant

From the Mountain Side

With poisoned words

Kilian and his followers

From Ireland they came

To destroy what was built

By our ancestors

Hundred years ago

To Build Houses

For their god

No longer

We want to be silent

Away with

Christianity

Not to be suppressed

Any longer

To live our life

In freedom again

Hear my Voice,

Follow us

Do not Forget

Where we came from

Hear my voice

Stand up and fight

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Don't be afraid

Later this night

Enough was said

And tendency

Becomes more omitted

With poisoned words

Kilian and his followers

From Ireland they came

To destroy what was built

By our ancestors

Hundred years ago

To Build Houses

For their god

No longer

We want to be silent

Away with

Christianity

Not to be suppressed

Any longer

To live our life

In freedom again

Our Journey ends

We open out

In the morning

To leave this place

Through the Forests on

The old pathways

Rivers left on the way

Down to the valley

Which I know

Back to civilisation

Back to the old fields village

Remembering last night

Mystic lands of magic forests

I've show you

To recover the old way

Together, in that night

Let us remember

Our pagan tribes

Gathered at the campfire

To listen to

A Wolfchant

From the Mountain Side