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