Текст песни Chur и Kroda - Дид-Дуб-Сноп

Among the thickets of the forest
Yes, the ancients
The voices of the ages of old
I am told:
“Genus is the Father-God,
So let's celebrate it again!
Genus - Earth
And all the Gods,
What happened
Yes it always is!
Rod gave birth to you,
He created our land!
Glory! Glory!
Glory be to our kind!
Happy! Happy! Perun -
God is golden wise!
He throws arrows at enemies
The brave leads
The glory is sung to him
Our glasses and weapons
Happy! Happy! Svarog -
Blacksmith!
He is the father of the white world,
He is a caretaker forever.
How our hour will come
He will meet us all
In the haze of old forests
Singing churs of old
Our ancestors are gods
The sons are waiting