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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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