| Song | The Ice |
| Artist | Arafel |
| Album | The Way Of Defender |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| "Õìåëüíà äëÿ íèõ ñëàâÿíîâ êðîâü, íî òÿæêî áóäåò èõ ïîõìåëüå" | |
| Bonfires glow in the darkness of the rival hosts, | |
| The shadows of soldiers waved like ghosts | |
| The breath of spring, the weather's kindness | |
| Light crunch of melted ice broke the silence | |
| Both banks had a foretaste of morning battle | |
| Em's, Liv's, | |
| Chud's camps was also on the | |
| Germans side | |
| By force they were baptized from hands of crusaders | |
| Enemy coast like a burning ant hill in the night | |
| The shine of the northern star which flashes like the eye of the devil | |
| Becomes a sign to start the fight with the force of evil. | |
| At that time a group of fishermen came to | |
| Alexander with glistening axes and near by walked a gray-eyed foreigner with big moustache. | |
| Fishermen said they found him half-frozen, brought him to their camp and warmed him up. | |
| He ran away from the knights. "Why did you run from the Germans?" - asks king stranger. "Wolves are they, not humans" - said the man with a big moustache. "Let me fight with you against knights" - asked the stranger - "To pay for my insults". | |
| Alexander nods assent. "Cross yourself". | |
| Moustache-man crossed himself three times from left shoulder to right. "He crosses himself not by our way" - noticed the fisherman. "Never mind. If only he fights by our way, but God is one and the truth is one!" "Great, you stay and fight with us", said | |
| Alexander "Thanks, I'll do my best to get a good name" - answers the stranger | |
| Look, what is that twinkle on the other side of the lake, it's a signal, isn't it? | |
| That's right, the ice is floating! Íà âåëèêîé ðåêå òðîíóëñÿ ëåä âäàëåêå. À ïî îçåðó íàøè âîéñêà ïîéäóò ëåãêå Íà ñåðåäèíó îçåðà èõ íàäî íàì çàìàíèòü Òàì è áóäåò ðåêà ñ æåëåçîì èõ õîðîíèòü. | |
| Rise of the sun, thunder of horse's hoofs, heralding the start of battle. | |
| Through morning haze, | |
| Knight's armor blazes, | |
| Exhale drunken mist in | |
| Russian troopers heads. | |
| The ranks of mounted | |
| Livons with giant pikes in iron hands | |
| The pig's snout sticks in the human swamp, | |
| Snow and blood mix in to one | |
| Forces of good hold the onset of the wedge | |
| Cries of dying men and horses reached the skies | |
| The Germans were trapped, no way to run, | |
| The Russian pincers are shut, the way to the crusader's victory was cut | |
| New Russian hosts from left and right strike the wedge. | |
| Encircled knights fall in to dread and lose their courage | |
| They start to retreat, but the lake cant bear the weight of the knights | |
| The ice cracks and the waters gobble the soldiers up. | |
| The lakes waters will be red tonight |
| "iüia ie ai ü, i o aoo e iü" | |
| Bonfires glow in the darkness of the rival hosts, | |
| The shadows of soldiers waved like ghosts | |
| The breath of spring, the weather' s kindness | |
| Light crunch of melted ice broke the silence | |
| Both banks had a foretaste of morning battle | |
| Em' s, Liv' s, | |
| Chud' s camps was also on the | |
| Germans side | |
| By force they were baptized from hands of crusaders | |
| Enemy coast like a burning ant hill in the night | |
| The shine of the northern star which flashes like the eye of the devil | |
| Becomes a sign to start the fight with the force of evil. | |
| At that time a group of fishermen came to | |
| Alexander with glistening axes and near by walked a grayeyed foreigner with big moustache. | |
| Fishermen said they found him halffrozen, brought him to their camp and warmed him up. | |
| He ran away from the knights. " Why did you run from the Germans?" asks king stranger. " Wolves are they, not humans" said the man with a big moustache. " Let me fight with you against knights" asked the stranger " To pay for my insults". | |
| Alexander nods assent. " Cross yourself". | |
| Moustacheman crossed himself three times from left shoulder to right. " He crosses himself not by our way" noticed the fisherman. " Never mind. If only he fights by our way, but God is one and the truth is one!" " Great, you stay and fight with us", said | |
| Alexander " Thanks, I' ll do my best to get a good name" answers the stranger | |
| Look, what is that twinkle on the other side of the lake, it' s a signal, isn' t it? | |
| That' s right, the ice is floating! Ía ee oio a. À o iae ea eoo Ía eio a e ia iai aiaieoü Òai e aoo a i e ieoü. | |
| Rise of the sun, thunder of horse' s hoofs, heralding the start of battle. | |
| Through morning haze, | |
| Knight' s armor blazes, | |
| Exhale drunken mist in | |
| Russian troopers heads. | |
| The ranks of mounted | |
| Livons with giant pikes in iron hands | |
| The pig' s snout sticks in the human swamp, | |
| Snow and blood mix in to one | |
| Forces of good hold the onset of the wedge | |
| Cries of dying men and horses reached the skies | |
| The Germans were trapped, no way to run, | |
| The Russian pincers are shut, the way to the crusader' s victory was cut | |
| New Russian hosts from left and right strike the wedge. | |
| Encircled knights fall in to dread and lose their courage | |
| They start to retreat, but the lake cant bear the weight of the knights | |
| The ice cracks and the waters gobble the soldiers up. | |
| The lakes waters will be red tonight |
| "ìüíà íè àí ü, í ò áóò è ìü" | |
| Bonfires glow in the darkness of the rival hosts, | |
| The shadows of soldiers waved like ghosts | |
| The breath of spring, the weather' s kindness | |
| Light crunch of melted ice broke the silence | |
| Both banks had a foretaste of morning battle | |
| Em' s, Liv' s, | |
| Chud' s camps was also on the | |
| Germans side | |
| By force they were baptized from hands of crusaders | |
| Enemy coast like a burning ant hill in the night | |
| The shine of the northern star which flashes like the eye of the devil | |
| Becomes a sign to start the fight with the force of evil. | |
| At that time a group of fishermen came to | |
| Alexander with glistening axes and near by walked a grayeyed foreigner with big moustache. | |
| Fishermen said they found him halffrozen, brought him to their camp and warmed him up. | |
| He ran away from the knights. " Why did you run from the Germans?" asks king stranger. " Wolves are they, not humans" said the man with a big moustache. " Let me fight with you against knights" asked the stranger " To pay for my insults". | |
| Alexander nods assent. " Cross yourself". | |
| Moustacheman crossed himself three times from left shoulder to right. " He crosses himself not by our way" noticed the fisherman. " Never mind. If only he fights by our way, but God is one and the truth is one!" " Great, you stay and fight with us", said | |
| Alexander " Thanks, I' ll do my best to get a good name" answers the stranger | |
| Look, what is that twinkle on the other side of the lake, it' s a signal, isn' t it? | |
| That' s right, the ice is floating! Íà èé òíó à. À ó íàè éà éóò Íà èíó à è íà íàì àìàíèòü Òàì è áóò à ì è íèòü. | |
| Rise of the sun, thunder of horse' s hoofs, heralding the start of battle. | |
| Through morning haze, | |
| Knight' s armor blazes, | |
| Exhale drunken mist in | |
| Russian troopers heads. | |
| The ranks of mounted | |
| Livons with giant pikes in iron hands | |
| The pig' s snout sticks in the human swamp, | |
| Snow and blood mix in to one | |
| Forces of good hold the onset of the wedge | |
| Cries of dying men and horses reached the skies | |
| The Germans were trapped, no way to run, | |
| The Russian pincers are shut, the way to the crusader' s victory was cut | |
| New Russian hosts from left and right strike the wedge. | |
| Encircled knights fall in to dread and lose their courage | |
| They start to retreat, but the lake cant bear the weight of the knights | |
| The ice cracks and the waters gobble the soldiers up. | |
| The lakes waters will be red tonight |