Текст песни Бергтора - По берегу...

Along the coast, along the grass
Why did the inevitable die?
I didn’t go, I ran!
She broke the legs into the blood ...
On a high hill what called you?

Came down,
How slanted.
Merged with damp earth.
A white neck is entwined with a snake.
Flocks of birds
Flock
Over your forehead ...

From the edge and
To the edge
Every kind was cursed
Our volost,
Our volost,
Our volost ...

Svarozhichi
Are sad ...
Merchants will divide the Earth-mother
Overseas
Soon
Soon ...

Oh, father,
What for
You watered her with wine
Yes not that ?!

Oh, father
What for
Falcon to the wrong side
Flew away
In a chain, but in the dark?
In a chain, but in the darkness ...

What should she expect? Of death,
What's around the bush?
Sleeping Semargl
Breathe fire
Look at the decay of the fields
Scorched, scorched?

Ile with this pain
Live yes toil
Will stay?
Will stay
To live and toil!
Toss
Yes live!
Toil
Yes live ...