Paroles de Draconian Dream

Ivan your people are calling you now Mongolia certainly stayed true to the cause of Draconia The death piper's tune is always played Greetings friends and countrymen This is a voice of solitude The icons are dying in the halls of fame No sacred space to choose I am ready for this terrible fall Peasant question has risen again Now that our friend has left us for good He told me that we could meet again Feodorovna, Rodzianko I am your fatal mistake We are the white emigration Sons of a sterile nation