Текст песни
Ur ešše-gal, kur-zal kin
Šeš kalam-ma, gissu tukumbi
Nigin dug-dug, igi-gal nigin
Me-eš gal, ḫul šag-gi
We gather beneath unkind skies
Our blades dripping with victory’s promise
I walk among the cold remains, stained by ritual fire
My voice rises as the drums call our hunger
Igi ten-thousand, šeg-ri Kumu-rug-ga
Ugu-su ḫu-mu-un nigin
Sirim-me nam-ma ba-ra kalag
Uru ten-thousand, gig-ga eš-bar
En me-lam, gal-gal-lu e-ma
An kar-ra, kul-lu diĝir-ra
Kid gurun, ziburru gu-ni
Zal-lu an-šar, kurun-a
I stand before the broken altars, blood made new
Sparks of machine-choir spiral above our heads
In the steam and stench of their final moments
My heart pounds for the ancient city beyond the blades
Igi ten-thousand, šeg-ri Kumu-rug-ga
Ugu-su ḫu-mu-un nigin
Sirim-me nam-ma ba-ra kalag
Uru ten-thousand, gig-ga eš-bar
Kalam-mu adda, šag-tuku
Lu ba-an-gal, inim e-ma
Saĝ ki-sikil, ḫub šeg-šu
We carry tribute—ten thousand cries
Through smoke and ruin, we sing
Igi ten-thousand, šeg-ri Kumu-rug-ga
Ugu-su ḫu-mu-un nigin
Sirim-me nam-ma ba-ra kalag
Uru ten-thousand, gig-ga eš-bar
Umu-zi, igi-nigin
Ana la-bar, ede-tuš
Shar-gal dug, ulu-eš
Ka-gal, šeš an
Igi ten-thousand, šeg-ri Kumu-rug-ga
Ugu-su ḫu-mu-un nigin
Sirim-me nam-ma ba-ra kalag
Uru ten-thousand, gig-ga eš-bar
[Завершение]
Igi ten-thousand, šeg-ri Kumu-rug-ga
