Ghost platoon - Кипелов - Призрачный взвод

By the path covered by ice
Platoon goes away till rise
Swadows on the snow are prints of the souls

Don't believe in fog or shrine
Who will live or who will die
If god on my side he will keep all moans

Time to die comes with pain
Wish to know what is aim

Far away till the skies
To blessed lands of sunrise
To beginning of fun
Platoon goes to the sun
Far away till the skies

Death is death and war is war
Life of man is sold for score
Wear on wicking shroud - sign of your defeat

Roar of cannons, fire in skies
Name of death in painful cries
But there is no doubt who will die or bleed

Furoius screem rips out loud
We will keep proud of blood

Purple light spilled by awkward hand
Covers hills far below
Single sound - cry of mourning birds
They call us to follow

12/10/2010

Перевод (с) мой.
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P.S.: знание английского на 4/4+, так что буду рад заметкам по правописанию =*)