Luyện nghe bài hát From The Pagan Vastlands 2000

From the land hasn't entered yet
into the
From the of swamps we are bringing
Proudly our
As night, the moonlight
-rebel living in twilight
wolves...
...some us so...

union with from the sign
Of the moon
To crush the golden of earthly heaven
To the pestilence
Th the lands of mighty
even think about us with fear
We invaded a state a sword
In ours hands means nothing
In the of Slavs

Today sing about the legend
Long spirits
names nobody remembers now
Waiting day to reborn
visions of past
Are torturing our
Whispering in the
will come again
To supreme
Believe my

From
Fire and Water
Ancient gather
the burnt Arcona
...From the Vastlands!

Black rides across the sky
With a sword we open the amber gates of Nawia!

Svantevitha nienawidza Chrystusa!
Dzieci Svantevitha boga-kryza!