The body lying on the ground*
Here? what? doesn't he get up?
As they all knew since then.
For the first time? worship?,
Worship? Turks and Wallachians together,
In front of Vod? now.
?and the eyes are still? open,
and the look through the smoke is sad...
The sky is black and crying with tears,
So are they crying,
Nothing s? let it be the same from today!
Is treason written? in capital letters,
Is it written? with the blood of good and strong kings.
and no second? they didn't think
The people who gave their lives as kings for nothing.
Did they sell with Vod? and the country through fire,
They also brought women and children together,
Lands worked by Romanian hands
?and clean waters like the first dream.
But has Vlad been watching over them since then? from above
?and good teaches them?? s? fights from now,
Really? he is no longer at war
The top of the ?eap? what-kill? from the ho?i.
From Heaven is heard the cry of death!
Fight, Romanian, the sword is his brother,
Bra? of iron that cuts into the flesh.
Fight, wallah, with your forehead to the sun,
No one in the world has escape.
The evil is struck and dies.< br/>And she, the Crescent, will never worship
?the country under pagan swords and bows.
Vlad is watching? among the shadows!
Is Vlad watching? among the shadows!

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