| «I had no place to hide from the thunder…
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| So I wasn’t afraid anymore.»
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| The dust was swirling, the steppe was restless,
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| Piles of strange corpses could be seen
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| Under the snowdrifts,
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| In the unseen space.
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| There, where the shore was glaring,
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| Where you can’t see the road in darkness,
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| Mongol dressed in silver furs has spoken:
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| «We will flood the earth with blood, all the steppes and all the meadows.»
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| He was riding hard, crossing the landscape
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| Of the scorched earth,
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| And everywhere in the steppes the name was resounding: the Great
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| Genghis Khan.
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| The dust was swirling, the steppe was restless,
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| The columns of warriors were marching afar,
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| And the wind waving the banners
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| Whispered softly into their ears
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| That many years ago
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| On the grey-yellow shore of Onon…
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| «Lord of the Blue Sky, Great Tengri!
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| I bow before you.
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| Give me the strenght.
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| Mongols need laws. |
| I will make them obey…
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| …Even if I have to kill half of them.
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| Our laws will be simple.
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| Don’t kill women or children.
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| Don’t forget your debts.
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| Fight enemies to the end.
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| And never betray your Khan.»
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| A forlorn child was standing
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| Over the body of his dead father.
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| How a youth put into socks
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| Was lagging through the snow clad earth,
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| About the nameless distant lake
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| Where Temudgin died and Genghis Khan was reborn.
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| Genghis, Genghis, Genghis Khan. |