Текст песни РарогЪ - Боянов гимн

Drinking honey in living room chambers
Prince People, Sloves Old
Those who drive the mist from the nerve from the river
You will hear the song Boyana

Voi you prince headed,
On the battle led on a laid ready
Strong force, oh free free
Went to death

That is not thunder
Yes in the field tormented
That enemies oppresses in Schie the violent agreed.
Not rock with a rock
Then stuck
Yes, it's not a beast that shouted with a cliche voice
Then on tathi, on horned
The power of the right flew
Wildly rzut horses under the sons of Perun
Like Light Like
Team sequir breeder
Rage rifle hearts to us in the bunch of battle

For the origins of the genus
They left
Running from home, from wives and children
To the enemy stronghold
Called in the plea
Their harmfulness and dirt from fifth to the brushes

And on falcon
Clear and white swans
From the sky light looked
Potting power

Glory to the warriors Rusicham
Get rid of the shame
Drinker honey in wards
praise rehearse