Conquistadores Music: Rolf Kasparek Lyrics: Rolf Kasparek
Exploring the sea's to conquer new lands Troops arrayed by the church Sanctified and blessed they set out Crusaders, gentiles scourge
They fight, they kill, they rape Under the banner of the "holy" church They hunt, they lie, they cheat, they steal Doing dirty deeds under the churchbell's peal
Conquistadores Hungry for gold, doing as the religious madman told Conquistadores Religions knight, havoc and death caused by pride
Pearls of glass, for ingets of gold Violence, force and deceit Taking the wealth or the Indian's life Their way of feeding their greed
Heathen must turn, to Christianity It's like "believe or die" Arrogance and blindness, religion's force Believers never ask the reason why.
KONKISTADORY
Issledovateli morej zahvatyvajut novye zemli Zahvatchiki oblacheny cerkov' Osvjativshis' i blagoslovjas', oni otpravilis' v put' Krestonoscy, jazycheskij knut Oni derutsja, ubivajut, nasilujut Pod znameniem "Svjaschennoj cerkvi" Oni ohotjatsja, lgut, obmanyvajut i kradut Delaja grjaznye dela pod kolokol'nyj zvon Konkistadory - zhazhdut zolota, Oni delajut, chto prikazal religioznyj svjatosha Konkistadory - nozh religii Razorenie i smert' porozhdaet gordost' Stekljannye zhemchuzhiny na zolotye veschi Neistovost', sila i obman Prinosjat bogatstvo indijskoj zhizni Ih put' prinosjat im bol'shuju zhadnost' Jazychnik dolzhen obratit'sja v hristianstvo E'to "vera ili smert'" Vysokomerie, slepost' i sila religii Tot kto verit, nikogda ne sprosit "Pochemu ?"
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