Текст песни Йарра - Маленький, но очень гордый клан

One has a means
When the wounded honor
Counting and collecting the ears exp
So out of place here

The war seriously
And the infamous CBS
Do not stop if stood
On the question of our honor

And do not fall through lips
In response to the cry of: & quot; NDS! & Quot;
Not a word, but fiercely
Jerk cast out of the hands

Laughing in the face of the enemy
Take him in the ring
Should Well once lucky
And we in the end!

Chorus:
Next to the glory of the clan
While there is life, and prana
There is little in attack
But it is a proud clan

Not for metal spawn
Ile-cost quest
For the honor of the clan, which
Total dearer to us

Will only one thing:
Weapons - & quot; MO & quot; *
Mutator nerve to frustrate
Haughtily with him

And we & quot; BO & quot; in reply ** ,
Sound ridicule after
Swallow tears evil
But that is not a weakness - no!

Chorus.

Not everything is decided by armor,
Let's see - whose will take!
In vain the courage and love
You do not you take into account.

The consequences of defying,
Having barely come to life,
We keep trying to fight not keep us
And & quot; Royal anger & quot;

Chorus.

And then came the moment
Death sound
The fallen opponent and goes out
His despicable nickname

I do not care what all the same
Persian resurrected him,
Born celebrity Online:
& quot; Please remove the MO & quot;

Chorus.

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* MO - small cleaning
** BO - big fire