Текст песни РарогЪ - Павшим в бою

Color midnight scarlet
Oh yes abhor mind
After all, we do not see the sunrise
We all die

In the last battle we agreed
Under a pale moon
Oh yes passed warpath
driven by the dream

We will guide in faith
To end
We are the children of his native land,
father Svarog

Donesёm hearts
memory centuries
Do not learn the grandchildren
heavy fetters

For the Russian land
To the glory of Svarog
For the right heart
We in the chest
Let us span bowstring
a mighty hand
For the will-freestyle
Arrow fly
For the Russian land
To the glory of Svarog
For the will-freestyle
Arrow fly

Not for us too, do not we continue this battle
And our sons, the sons of the earth Russian
No they will not be able to silence prayer
We did everything we could ....

So let us drink to other recent goblet
And starlight reflected relatives let it
We give life, but for his native land
For all of our wives, for our children.