Luyện nghe bài hát From the Pagan Vastlands

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

At night, the moonlight
Rebel living in twilight
wolves
Some us so

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

To strangle the
To the of the mighty Empire
Others think about with fear
We a state with sword

In our
Roma nothing
In the land of !
Today sing about the legend,

Long spirits
Whose nobody remembers now
Waiting their day to
Their visions of the

Are torturing our
in the dark
They come here again
To supreme

Believe my
From
From Fire and
From the woods

Ancient Wolves
From the burnt
From the Pagan !
Black rides across the sky

With a sword we will open the amber of Nawia
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