Barbarous Pomerania - Crying Trees, Bleeding Soil | Текст песни

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• Barbarous Pomerania
• Crying Trees, Bleeding Soil

Many winters cross of christ was stained soil
The Land of Pomeranians people called Weneds
Cross has desecrated and destroyed land
Before folk was brave and daring
Christian Germans leg crushed
Devastated Mother Pomerania land
Devastated holy forests and groves
Chopped and burned statues of Gods
Devastated holy altars
Bleeding soil of folk of Sun and fire
Old trees were burbling sad
Sing song from Past
Old symbols and meaning are effaced
We! Not many heir’s of old world
Power and might Is still inside us
Like ancestors we celebrate glory of ancient Gods
Swietowit you are our Father and the Creator
Perun God of Thunder ,strong master of war

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