Patriot
Patriot · 2003 · Track 11
Tonight there are no stars, no moon
Silence, only dogs barking on the outskirts
Villages sleep, cities, seeing dreams
And it's dark, as if in a sealed ship's hold.
Tonight the steep, gloomy shore
Told tales to the slumbering river
Tonight the dark, dense forest
Tied its branches into knots.
Tonight I will wake up silently
Gently kiss my beloved
In the dark, I will silently cross myself
Attach a saber and a club to my belt.
Tonight we set off on a campaign
For a holy and righteous cause
Let us perish, fuck it all
But we will cover ourselves in eternal glory
Tonight there are no stars, no moon
Silence, only dogs barking on the outskirts...