Męskie Granie Orkiestra - Wataha

I fell, and although I lack the strength,
I will raise up and I'll run,
The wolf will stay lead from packs
Now saliva dripping from the mouth [running!].

And harder!
Again, you want to live!
And harder!

My blood pulsing and I have a noise in head
I still run forward
I won't stay in the place though I feel pain,
I won't suffer to no one!

I fell, and although I lack the breath,
I'll lift up, I won't fall.
You'll see, before the dust settles,
I won't be last today [running!].

And harder!
Again, you want to live!
And harder!

Animal instinct, eyes as blood,
Wolf, who release him call at night,
When the moon lifts our sound in the sky,
In the course ahead free as oxygen,
The sun rises and we fall into the abyss,
On the way to the unknown back to the basics,
God gave us contract for emotions
In our dimension is the start of the end.

There is no place like paradise who fulfills dreams,
Our mission at Rushmore when the city turns,
Heart on carbon, none of us won't give up life for nothing.

That we rulers of myths and legends,
We want to live and not to look back,
Unbridled, energy slumbers in us,
Horde of one heart as Niemen.

And harder!
Again, you want to live!
And harder!

And harder!
Again, you want to live!
And harder!

The tighter you want to live!