风雪中 - 铁骑乐队
Blizzard, tears yurts apart;
Gale, rends lands into pieces
In darkness the sheep stand hopeless,
with crying ponies galloping
Only strong will makes us stand and strike
Raising our hands and protecting our land
Eternal hope is held in our soul;
a fearless mind is the gift of the storm
In the storm we stand;
in the storm we strike
In the storm we stand;
in the storm we strike