Пропустите меня к микрофону! (Пытаясь изображать гроул) Child of the flowers!
Window or gun
And you will want to die
She will not be your bride
Your life bites the dust
И ещё раз! (уже помягче) Heart of the World!
Falcon and mortal blade –
Sky-blue steel of deadly weapon
These are your magic charms from the distant worlds
You call hounds fast as Death
Warming you when night is freezing
They are brave, they can talk the tongue of the wolves –
You're the Heart of the World!
