FROSTFIGHTING Oh the cold and chill are walking Very fun now in the vill Clit would not the dickhead, yeah, As disgrace on the forehead Eh my boys, common to cover All the thoughts with frosty snow Noise and laughter, on the sled - Go faster, not the walk! And today, we'll go to fight Not on life - but to the death! And to frolic With the thugs On the pond in the ballet Like the swans, like fucking peahens We will play with sticks and clubs Roll them over heads And compose the songs! Carols, carols, all the girls are sweet, And the guys - well done, we are jumping squatting! Frostfighting, frostfighting Hit in the face of your silly friend Frostfighting, frostfighting Wall to wall, ogogogo Two vills converged on fighting, Who is stronger, who is faster Blacksmiths squeeze the tubs - Oh unequal dispute One yells that he's happier - Let beat him in his face! Let he'll be mired in the swamp, Stupid frigging yap! Carols, carols, someone is wrong, Zmey Gorynych is well done, we are jumping squatting! Frostfighting, frostfighting Hit in the face of your silly friend Frostfighting, frostfighting Wall to wall, ogogogo Frostfighting, frostfighting Who is brave and clever always - its the hero, yes! Frostfighting, frostfighting Who is thick and sweet - Fight them to their death!
I'm happy I found you. I may have no idea what the lyrics are about but maybe it's just a sign to learn russian.
Ja lublu Zmey Gornych \m/!
FROSTFIGHTING
Oh the cold and chill are walking
Very fun now in the vill
Clit would not the dickhead, yeah,
As disgrace on the forehead
Eh my boys, common to cover
All the thoughts with frosty snow
Noise and laughter, on the sled -
Go faster, not the walk!
And today, we'll go to fight
Not on life - but to the death!
And to frolic With the thugs
On the pond in the ballet
Like the swans, like fucking peahens
We will play with sticks and clubs
Roll them over heads
And compose the songs!
Carols, carols, all the girls are sweet,
And the guys - well done, we are jumping squatting!
Frostfighting, frostfighting
Hit in the face of your silly friend
Frostfighting, frostfighting
Wall to wall, ogogogo
Two vills converged on fighting,
Who is stronger, who is faster
Blacksmiths squeeze the tubs -
Oh unequal dispute
One yells that he's happier -
Let beat him in his face!
Let he'll be mired in the swamp,
Stupid frigging yap!
Carols, carols, someone is wrong,
Zmey Gorynych is well done, we are jumping squatting!
Frostfighting, frostfighting
Hit in the face of your silly friend
Frostfighting, frostfighting
Wall to wall, ogogogo
Frostfighting, frostfighting
Who is brave and clever always - its the hero, yes!
Frostfighting, frostfighting
Who is thick and sweet - Fight them to their death!
Чисто песня про моё село.
Охуенно рубите, мужики!
Fucking love it
Still the only folk deathcore in the World °^°