there pagan bpolovets/b heads lie thick, their avar helmets shattered. by your swords of tempered steel, by you, o furious bull, o vsevolod! what wound, o my brethren, can cause dread to him, forgetful of his high bestate/b, his life, ...
There pagan Polovets heads lie thick, Their Avar helmets shattered By your swords of tempered steel, By you, o furious bull, O Vsevolod! What wound, o my brethren, can cause dread to him, Forgetful of his high estate, his life, ...
