Lyrics Крода - Лють Вовча

... Through the gnashing of swords
 And spots of hostile blood;
 Through the flames of battle
 And the wounded moans -
 Drop the ghost, stop!
 Because you are already dead, warrior! ..

 We drop our weapons and lower them
 With a tired hand;
 Look around! -
 Valkyries are already behind you!

 And the field is covered by enemy corpses,
 Their frightened eyes are food for the crows.
 Do you hear? - the horn is buzzing ... calling you!
 And silence ... silence ...

 Your heart is not beating,
 Because there is no blood in the veins ...
 Pale face ...
 But life did not stop after death!

 You passed the bridge and the gates opened
 To the hall from the lists and shields ...
 With your weapon you will strengthen its walls
 By the day of the more important of the battles.

 Look! - the mighty howls rise from the ranks
 But their glasses shall be lifted up.
 Here - your ancestors have recognized you.
 Here - One-eyed calls to his desk.

 They are invited to take their place,
 Because honor was more expensive for you in life.
 Come on, brave white warrior!
 (Spirit is steel, power is flame, rage is wolf).