Rivers of the Dead The chain has never fallen upon our necks You cannot enslave the dead And the living will never kneel To you ! Your spirits belong to the dead And through our blades You'll find your way ! Rivers of the dead, carry away The blood of our enemies Far to the sea So that they shall never be remembered Again ! "Din zei de-am fi scoborâtori C-o moarte toti suntem datori! Totuna e dac-ai murit Flacau ori mos îngârbovit; Dar nu-i totuna leu sa mori Ori cîne-nlantuit." ( from "Decebal catre popor", by George Cosbuc ) Our enemies are many But within us there's strength Far beyond their number And soon they shall fall Into the abyss of oblivion and shame And never, never, never shall they rise again!