Текст песни РарогЪ - Во браном хмелю

Under that arrows like hail
Defenders proudly stand
In the sun burn their shields
As flames Semarglovo

Spurred their horses. Vpereed!
To us the enemy will never pass
And my heart sings louder
From obscene hops

And yes agreed axes Swords
Yes glorious Sich
The hands of the enemy of all let blood
Let her Feeds

It will not help vorogov
No armor, but neither God
Rassechёm from the shoulders to the feet yes
Strong hand of his

The army of our enemy
Do not go out of the gate
Houses sit better
Yes Look out the window

Oysya you oysya
Do not worry
The guests do we come
Oh yes votknёm knife into the throat!