Текст песни Pagan Reign - Огнём и мечом

Remembers enemy land Slavic
Virtue of the ancient tribes ,
Names stores heroes
The age-old power of the time.

Who are not born to slavery, and
Not for fear , and for the battles
For the freedom of the Russian land -
Here for whom Svarog grieving .

Everyone who is appealing to the sky,
Recalled the sacred Rod
Acting according to the law
Fathers we go.

Who is a human shield rose
Obscuring Russia itself,
Bloody sword fell ,
Breaking of the enemy formation.

Those people do not dim the glory
After years ,
And folded Gods chapter
Remembering the fate Braves .

But rises sprout birch -
Alive forces of antiquity,
Everything will return back soon -
In this we have to believe .