Luyện nghe bài hát From The Pagan Vastlands 2000

From the land which entered yet
the history
From the depths of swamps we are
Proudly our
As night, kissing the
-rebel children living in
wolves...
...some us so...

with people from the sign
Of the half
To crush the walls of earthly heaven
To the pestilence
Th the of mighty Empire
Others even think about us fear
We a state with a sword
In ours hands Roma means
In the land of

forests sing about the legend
Long spirits
names nobody remembers now
Waiting day to reborn
Their visions of
Are our souls
in the dark
They come again
To supreme
my woods

From
Fire and Water
Ancient powers
From the Arcona
...From the Vastlands!

Black horse rides the sky
With a sword we will open the gates of Nawia!

Svantevitha nienawidza Chrystusa!
Dzieci Svantevitha boga-kryza!