Текст песни Шёпот Рун - К Зимнего Солнца Лучам

I hear the heavenly songs of the fathers
From the depths of the sacred lakes
Through a thousand years of hopeless lies
From the southern expanses to the northern mountains.

What's in the flesh of the trees - sorrows clump
Frozen moments and boundless space
Mighty Will, Pagan Thunder
Dubrav that ruined the Jewish ax.

Stars of the cold nights
And forests bewitched by sleep
Swore by the blood and steel of swords
Bring back the ground that is icebound
And in the morning to the winter sun's rays
He burst out of his chest and sang
A song of vows where Russia promised
To do everything that has not had time.

Only in the hidden Russian forest
I dissolve and hear in words
Howls of ancient wisdom and anger
For the native land of the fallen in battle.

Chilling grief of winter blizzard
Through the night blizzard of voice
Heart wounded heard their groan,
Saw my pain in their clear eyes

Stars of the cold nights
And forests bewitched by sleep
Swore by the blood and steel of swords
Bring back the ground that is icebound
And in the morning to the winter sun's rays
The proud warrior looked
And then I told Russia
How Faith in his business embodied.