Go, Tamara, you are a goddess, indeed
Go, Tamara, oh, how your foes will bleed


Turn around this mockingbird
Feel sorry for your mocking words


She was always the one to be buried
And for her we sing that song
She'll return to come down like an avalanche

The wildest raging thorn
She is cursed and she burns for the worst revenge
Remember Tamara, the one


Million ages you are lasting through
The scent of prey is covered by their view


In the end the grey will shine a light
Suffering too long now has stressed her pride


Turn around this mockingbird
Feel sorry for your mocking words


She was always the one who was buried
And for her we sing that song

She'll return to come down like an avalanche
The wildest raging thorn
She is cursed and she burns for the worst revenge

Remember Tamara, the one