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                        Текст (слова) песни: Ancient Rites -  Vae Victis
  Hail to the Celtic tribes  Hail to my Ancestors  Hail to my Forefathers  Hail to the Germanic tribes 
  No one could conquer  No one could take our Land  When fighting us with same means  No one could see us 
  FALL FALL FALL!!!  FALL FALL FALL!!! 
  Hail my Celtic tribes  Hail to our (Germanic) ancestors  Way too many tribes  Tried to conquer us 
  Outnumbered Outnumbered  They did not despond - Molon lave 
  There was true glory  There was true pride  True pride 
  The darkness of the woods  Inspired our tribesmen  True cultural background 
  I`m not a child of this time  (Always) longing for those times  I`m not a child of this time 
  My ancestors, Hail to Thee!  My ancestors: FOREVER!!!  Their blood in my veins
     
 
  
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