Текст песни Ария - Прощай, Норфолк

In the sky, eagles rolled into battle
People lacked land for a warrior.
Oh, oh Summer burned my sunrise
The Germans dragged the dead into the ditches,
The English rushed into battle like lions.
Oh, oh. It was the fifteenth year.

Chorus:

Goodbye Norfolk!
For the honor of the crown, we will die.
Goodbye Norfolk!
We are hardly going to paradise.
The bayonet in the back, and the bullet in the heart - the jackal will sing.
Dead glory is not warmed, who would not have warmed.
In the veins, the blood of the stern Britons beats like a current.
Death today will be well-fed.
God bless you!

A regiment from Norfolk is lost in the mountains,
Prayers and swearing on the lips get cold.
Oh-o-o Darkened the horizon.
A strange cloud hid the soldiers
Neither the sound of steel, nor the sounds of commands.
Oh, oh. Heavy nonsense, a nightmare.

Chorus:

Goodbye Norfolk!
For the honor of the crown, we will die.
Goodbye Norfolk!
We are hardly going to paradise.
And a bright column of fire rushed over the gorge.
And the night froze on the wounds of the day.
The laughter of demons and rattle, a snake of black snakes.
The whole undead became a cloud.
God bless you!

In the wild gorge darkness is pulsating
He draws a pagan sign with his breath.
Oh, oh. So the regiment is doomed.
The cloud slowly rose up
The cry of angry stars flashed.
Oh-oh Again, the sky is clear.

Goodbye Norfolk!
For the honor of the crown, we will die.
Goodbye Norfolk!
We are hardly going to paradise.
Scarlet rain fell over Norfolk that same midnight.
How many walls of white lightning torch lit.
Black ash, black wind knocked everyone down.
Everyone saw the death of the Light ...
God bless you!