Gulliver In Slavage - Рыбаченко Олег Павлович - Страница 13

  May the Lord be with us forever

  He gave youth count for centuries ...

  We shine with bare feet,

  And let the river flow without end!

  Orc does not love, believe the words of truth,

  His evil, vile suit ...

  We'll take those bears by the gills

  There will be eternal good power!

  Orc fangs threaten us all,

  Not greedy enough for land...

  He is the insidious approach of hell Cain,

  And draws solid zeros!

  For bears, believe me,

  They only torment roaring ...

  But we are eternal warriors, children,

  We can not stand, believe me, lies!

  Satan is visible to the orcs, the creator,

  They howl, roar like donkeys...

  The girl has a beautiful dress

  Although the legs of the beauty are bare!

  No, you are an orc - a fanged, nasty wolf,

  And a bear whose nature is not honey...

  But believe the evil father is not omnipotent,

  And we will, know the plane!

  We are able to do everything beautifully,

  Create a new joyful world...

  There are no more united children of the team,

  There will be a new idol warrior!

  Young hearts burn for the Fatherland,

  It loves its glorious people...

  We will open the door to new worlds,

  Well, the orc is a miserable freak!

  Honor boys, girls,

  They love, believe me, to create ...

  Children's voices will become calls,

  Legs will throw daggers!

  That's when we'll build a new world

  In it is happiness for new people ...

  And we will pass very proudly, we are building,

  And the villain will get paid!

  God does not love the one who is weepy,

  Honors, however, good ...

  Believe me, a boy with a girl is not arrogant,

  His choice to success is a window!

  And when peace comes to the universe,

  We will resurrect those who fell by science ...

  With your faith in the centuries imperishable,

  And on the wings carries a cherub!

  Children sing and show by this that they are not afraid of evil orcs, although these creatures try to drown out the songs of young captives with their wild roar. So they launched long whips. They beat them on the bare feet of child heroes. But they did not interrupt the performance, and it seems they did not pay attention to the severe beatings and proudly threw up their heads.

  And although they were half-naked and branded slaves, the breed of Olympic gods and titans was felt in them.