Luyện nghe bài hát From the Pagan Vastlands

From the land which hasn't yet
Into the
From the depths of swamps we are
Proudly our

At night, kissing the
children living in twilight
Like
named us so

Union with people the sign
Of the
To the golden walls of
heaven,

To strangle the
To the lands of the mighty
Others even think about fear
We invaded a state with

In our
means nothing
In the land of !
Today forests sing the legend,

Long forgotten
Whose names nobody now
Waiting day to reborn
Their of the past

Are our souls
in the dark
They will come again
To supreme

my words
From
Fire and Water
From the sacred

Ancient Wolves
the burnt Arkona
From the Pagan !
horse rides across the sky

With a sword we will open the amber gates of
Dzieci Svantevitha Chrystusa
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