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• Artiste: Naer Mataron
• Titre: Steppe
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Son of Europa raise up your head Wherever you see plain Before it was a forest Under the ice, have remained the traces Of our arms! When it's full moon When the wind blows Along with the path, you can hear a song A song which tales, where we began to fight! Invisible enemies Along the path we crossed by Between us different languages, but one tradition Between us different nations, but one legion We began spring The woods where green (and) the trees in bloom Beyond these mountains There, where we stopped Wounded by winter We the new soldiers, while our hearts Feel like we are Gods Like we are silver eagles We, the frozen eagles From this path, we will not return again Youth of Europa do not forget us!