Текст песни Аркона - Над пропастью лет

What we wind carries over the abyss?
That sings, in the souls of playing?
Voice of Ages ascends to heaven
Born out of the mouth, dying again!

Above the heavens to light iriyu,
I do not vozdymesh colo svarogovo.
Hand stretched out to the sun - we perish!
Rules of the Earth's Men chernobogova.

What are we, what can we expect from the race?
Past fire burned.
Mother Swa! I do not ask for much,
Just do not let us to fall back to the bottom!
Gods! Native gods!
Bude loud voice my!
Brothers! We stand behind Russia and
Chernobog drive from the earth!

What we create, the fear of owning?
Soul in darkness rushing somewhere.
Child in his kingdom Koshchey
Re-send of white light.
Circling dope exuberant little head,
Fumes poisoning the mortal body.
Where is our government? Where our volyushka?
Rule primordial darkness seized
The Catcher years!
Dede Veles, where is your answer!

From the Sun to the Sun
I draw the face
In the sky of blue,
Until Svarog - father.
Heard Bude
That request sacred,
For his seed misguided
River of forgiveness.
Rode, hear
Song of glory,
Just now seest!

The Catcher years!
Dede Veles! Where's your answer?
We live where we do not have -
The Catcher years!

What are we, what can we expect from the race?
Past fire burned.
Mother Swa! I do not ask for much,
Just do not let us to fall back to the bottom!
Gods! Native gods!
Bude loud voice my!
Brothers! We stand behind Russia and
Chernobog drive from the earth!

The Catcher years.
Dede Velez! Where's your answer?

Dede Velez ...