Пераклад: Паўночная. Нашы Крывацёк Hearts.
softest things you never quite see But you know they are true So let them carry you They're there for you And everything you do... Spot on a satellite Is bleeding
I raised you in the North away from the hood Where times are hard but as soon as the grind get hard You put yo time in God It's in our blood thuggin'
mumble our spells and sing our hymns Filled with lust we drink The mead so pure and strong Proffered by smiling maidens We praise the taste on our tongue
the North away from the hood where, times are hard but as soon as the, grind get hard you put yo time in God. [Verse 1] It's in our blood thuggin til
your utmost power Lift the wings, the wings of our angels In this new and horrific war Send the North wind to freeze Any fear in our hearts Finally allied
utmost power Lift the wings, the wings of our angels In this new and horrific war Send the North wind to freeze Any fear in our hearts Finally allied
way Between our hope and disbelief Is this the sinner?s last retreat? This is our destiny Endure the pain, forgive enemies If we revoke our sense of
We mumble our spells and sing our hymns Filled with lust we drink The mead so pure and strong Proffered by smiling maidens We praise the taste on our
war money, more money, your money's our money Stand in our way, we don't play, now you're bloody War money, more money, your money's our money Stand in our
in the North away from the hood where, times are hard but as soon as the, grind get hard you put yo time in God. [Verse 1] It's in our blood thuggin
