Аааа, из Скайримчика ^^ Обожаю)
From the mists of the mountains a deafening call
Bellows down over the plains
On a host of battle-worn ears it does fall
Pushing out through the thunder and rain
These men of the north they have suffered too long
The anger it swells in their veins
Of the spirited roars of lost warriors' songs
Distant echoes are all that remain
And my voice is my violence
Clear the sky's frozen tears
And no more we'll be silent
With this Sovngarde song in our ears
And we stand tall
Sons of the snow
We will not fall
Under these blows
For our hearts they are hardy
Our spirits are strong
And our voices are lifted into
This Sovngarde song
Twix
24 февраля 2012 года в 14:14 #
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Анна
24 февраля 2012 года в 14:22 #
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Elly
24 февраля 2012 года в 15:01 #
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я правда петь не очень могу…
