Текст песни Крода - Пам'ять У Крові

Memory foaming in streams of veins
Is the river flowing or are there springs -
Whispers, screams or thunder makeup;
Flashes of sprinkles or bursting Winds -
Memory through space; through that age
Flying into nothingness is our ancestral chain
The kind of connection between them and us.
Memory in the blood! - towering mountains.

In the midst of the mountains are mists:
Misty memories of past centuries ...
Ancient Faith Mounds,
Overgrown with horsetails and mosses
Covered for years up to the top.

Let the runes wrinkle the face,
Hair will turn pale with ice:
Honor and blood are above all!
Glory on the wings of steel bears
The Spirit of Heroes Breaking the Shackles.

And the crowns of trees also drop leaves
Like hundreds of years ago, it is unthinkable.
The debris of the ice floes in the flood,
They are sinking, but they are still waiting -
Ancestors face, oblivion enveloped ...

They sing the same songs
In a confused voice -
Where all the Kupala lights are
They burn like dawns in height.
But they sow at night the offspring of dreams ...