Текст песни Аркона - Невидаль

Oh can't sleep that night to me
Woe see in a dark dream
Oh my sister - Nevidal
Blades the eye sockets to me
Yes, having covered your wing
We have a thing about death
I see a fierce mess
Yes the suffering of my earth

In vain the sky is blue
Chanting Us
Report to Falcon
Your grieving voice:

“Fly away to the Yar-Sun
Rusich faith in the heart keeping
The voice of the Slavs ascends to the gods
With your cry in captivity in broad daylight

Wait! Do you hear the echo of the voice of centuries
In it is the outline of the past - the shadow of the departed gods
Stand in the horizon of lights
Sing praises to the rising sun:
“Hear Yaro! Burn the filth with heat!
Let it be so…"
Where does the falcon wind
Where is his cry heard
Take a look at the sky
Behold the sacred sign!

Hear me, Yaro
Burn the filth with heat!
Hear me, Yaro
Bring the time back!

Oh yes my nevidal
Oh yes restless
Oh yes my soul
Yes grief is full
Oh yes we die
There is no trace at my feet
But not see the trouble
Kohl standing on his feet
Oh yes, Clear-Falcon
Yes, breaking a wing
The rush blew in the wind
Yes scarlet feather
Oh yes my nevidal
Oh yes restless
Oh yes my soul
Yes grief is full