I Walk The Path Of Ancestors کے بول

The forests burned the lakes dried up Our churches lay in ruins From dying trees withered leaves fall Like our brothers in war Against a new 'n faceless world Where's no pride 'n honour But in my heart I'm pagan Like our Forefathers But I still walk the path of ancestors I fight until throb my heart 'n die like Lord Koppány! Where's that sun what glared on me when I went to die or win Where's that moon what shone on me in the night to keep my dream Where's that breeze what touched my face and the winds' soft embrace... Come... Walk my path!