Текст песни Дорога Водана - По Крови Имира

By the blood of Ymir - the God-giving possession,
The horse of the sea rushed, the leaders of the battles set off,
To test fate, drawn by the fast current
And open the sail wide to the tailwind.

Treebreaker - be merciful to the brave warriors!
Land of ships - spread out the road ahead!
God Vanov - we will reward you with alcoholic beer!
As Voronov - in your honor we drink strong honey!

But the Sunnah hid, and the cup of storms quickly darkens,
And the drunken voi are crushed by witchcraft sleep.
Far away, the land and Ran lips turn white with foam
And the eye of the moon shines brightly with buffoonery.

And the rocks are sharp and the waters of the sea are deep,
The campaign is over, they will not get to Valhalla.
Only the malicious laughter of the treacherous Loki is heard
And the Serpent of the World opens its hungry mouth.