Текст песни Алгар - Баллада о Древнерусском Воине

The shadow of a star will fall
In the reflection of centuries
From the depths of eternal darkness
Night will come Night will come

Again the enemy is on the way
But the truth the sword will burn
Their hearts their hearts
You rise in glory and shine with fire

Do not spare lying dogs
Pierce them with a fierce eye
Faith of the ancestors
And their glorious exploits

Anthem of Vedic Glory
That heart sings that strives for freedom
The voice of those gone into eternity
Reaches us through a whisper of leaves and the sound of trees

Through a dark forest through a pure field
I will go after the sun for Yarila
For the mounds to die yes for the land
Mother ... yes for our Russian faith

In the cradle of wildflowers I lie
I do not hear the songs of the winds