Текст песни Огнеколо - Летів Сокіл

The falcon flew fast-winged
Above the green grove
Admired from under the clouds
Native Russian land
Above the flowering gardens
It flew like a whirlwind,
Above the people who lived here
For the pleasure of the Gods

The land of brave, strong men
Pure in heart, free in spirit
The edge is decorated with lush flowers
And shrouded in legend

Our flag is the red sun,
And the eternal sky is clear,
Our sword is the Ancestors of Faith,
From her our strength!
He knows the battles of the mad
The power of red shields.
Earth, our Mother
Let's defend!

The flying falcon admired
I couldn't look
He was happy that he was destined
Born in this land.
Where the people sing songs
Inflammatory and sonorous
And he glorifies his native gods
In loud festivities.

The land of beautiful fair-haired girls
Prophetic wise elders of gray
The land is warmed by the word Roda
And they gave us freedom

Our flag is the red sun,
And the eternal sky is clear,
Our sword is the Ancestors of Faith,
From her our strength!
He knows the battles of the mad
The power of red shields.
Earth, our Mother
Let's defend!