Текст песни Николай Емелин - Внуки Сварога

How long have I been here - I will fall on the grass,
I will look into the clear sky - and I will understand that I live.
The sky will ring a bell - and pour a torrential one.
I run to my childhood, summer rain follows me ...

We live on the Father's Land,
Svarog's grandchildren are Glorious Children!
And flies on a winged horse
Russia in the distant millennia.
And flies on a winged horse
Russia in the distant millennia.

This field was plowed by the peasant's sons,
The land with sweat was hampered from war to war.
There were many wars: the sons fell out.
They interfered with the earth with blood
To live freely for us.

We live on the Father's Land,
Svarog's grandchildren are Glorious Children!
And flies on a winged horse
Russia in the distant millennia.

We live on the Father's Land,
Our children are Slavic Children.
And flies on a winged horse
Russia in the distant millennia.
And flies on a winged horse
Russia in the distant millennia.

RUSSIA! RUSSIA!

How long have I been here - I will fall on the grass,
I will look into the clear sky - and I will understand that I live.
The sky will ring a bell ...!

We live on the Father's Land,
Svarog's grandchildren are Glorious Children!
And flies on a winged horse
Russia in the distant millennia.
And flies on a winged horse
Russia in the distant millennia.

RUSSIA! ..