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Sabaton - Poltava (English Version)
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Текст песни: Time has worn the soldiers down
Marched for many miles
In the eastern lands so cursed
Time to make a stand
Tsar has scorched his nation's land
Nothing to be found
Hunger grasp the soldiers' heart
Twenty thousand strong
Listen, excuse for a king
Trust me, this fight, you can't win
Poltava (rode to certain death and pain)
Poltava (Swedish soldiers met their bane)
Poltava (sacrificed their lives in vain)
Poltava
In the shade of morning mist
Advancing on their foe
Bullets break the silent air
Wasted battle plan
Swedish forces stand alone
King has left command
Rule is left to lesser man
Waiting for their chance
Listen, obey my command
Hear me or die by my hand
Poltava (rode to certain death and pain)
Poltava (Swedish soldiers met their bane)
Poltava (sacrificed their lives in vain)
Poltava
Russian armies blocked their way
Twenty thousand lost that day
They bled the ground
Peace they found
There's no sign of victory
King Carolus had to flee
And leave the land
Leave command
Madness, curse your feeble horde
Fear me or you'll die by my sword
Poltava (rode to certain death and pain)
Poltava (Swedish soldiers met their bane)
Poltava (sacrificed their lives in vain)
Poltava
Poltava (rode to certain death and pain)
Poltava (Swedish soldiers met their bane)
Poltava (sacrificed their lives in vain)
Poltava
Marched for many miles
In the eastern lands so cursed
Time to make a stand
Tsar has scorched his nation's land
Nothing to be found
Hunger grasp the soldiers' heart
Twenty thousand strong
Listen, excuse for a king
Trust me, this fight, you can't win
Poltava (rode to certain death and pain)
Poltava (Swedish soldiers met their bane)
Poltava (sacrificed their lives in vain)
Poltava
In the shade of morning mist
Advancing on their foe
Bullets break the silent air
Wasted battle plan
Swedish forces stand alone
King has left command
Rule is left to lesser man
Waiting for their chance
Listen, obey my command
Hear me or die by my hand
Poltava (rode to certain death and pain)
Poltava (Swedish soldiers met their bane)
Poltava (sacrificed their lives in vain)
Poltava
Russian armies blocked their way
Twenty thousand lost that day
They bled the ground
Peace they found
There's no sign of victory
King Carolus had to flee
And leave the land
Leave command
Madness, curse your feeble horde
Fear me or you'll die by my sword
Poltava (rode to certain death and pain)
Poltava (Swedish soldiers met their bane)
Poltava (sacrificed their lives in vain)
Poltava
Poltava (rode to certain death and pain)
Poltava (Swedish soldiers met their bane)
Poltava (sacrificed their lives in vain)
Poltava
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