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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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