They were heading to Sangrias.
They just wished to see their neighbors.
They will pass the Laughing Sands
Under this blazing heating sun.
Cruel, the sands!
They are! They will annihilate them!
Will the orcs survive?
Or will they die laughing?
They got lost in the Laughing Sands.
They can’t see any sign of life.
They can’t stop laughing and crying.
They just want to get the hell out.
Cruel, the sands!
They are! They will annihilate them!
Will the orcs survive?
Or will they die laughing?
Дерзай, брат, не теряй, теряй веpy!
Mы разобьем проклятьe нашей крови!
Стеной щитов и лесом, лесом копий,
Mы породим рыданья, слезы вдовьи.
Эй, друг, вдалеке деревня!
Надеюсь, это не виденье!
Сплотим ряды и расчехлим оружие!
Наконец-тo мы добрались до Sangrias!
They Were Heading To Sangrias.
They Just Wished To See Their Neighbors.
THEY WILL PASS THE LAUGHING SANDS
Under this Blazing Heating Sun.
Cruel, The Sands!
They Are! THEY WILL ANNIHILATE THAT!
Will the ORCS SURVIVE?
Or Will The Die Laughing?
They Got Lost in the Laughing Sands.
They CAN't See Any Sign Of Life.
THEY CAN'T STOP LAUGING AND CRYING.
THEY JUST WANT TO GET THE HELL OUT.
Cruel, The Sands!
They Are! THEY WILL ANNIHILATE THAT!
Will the ORCS SURVIVE?
Or Will The Die Laughing?
Dare, brother, do not lose, Lose Vpey!
Mys spread the curse of our blood!
Wall of shields and forest, forest copies,
Mys are breeding sobbing, tears of widowes.
Hey, friend, far away the village!
I hope this is not a vision!
We are rallies and let us go!
Finally, we got to Sangrias!
