Текст песни Сварог - Вольница

Music, sound - Alex Stetsyuk (Drygva)
Vocals, lyrics - Ilya Gora (SVARGA)

libertines
Who put the chains, the village went
And who beat his brow death found
And who was the magician - threw the sword into the sheath
Yes, gone up the hill to the fire guard
And who paid tribute - not will pull bow
Let the blood spilled with calloused hands

Wood-sledge repaired journeyed
Do not look back - forget about everything
After all, live in captivity no more strength
All families have long endured the graveyard ...
You're a horse whip lashes on the sides
Once, an arrow on the native steppes

Enough water to drink so biscuit gnaw
And count pennies to send their enemies
We're not one of those who pursed his tail
Who has eyes closed, under the whip shouted
The time you and I had a good frolic
Poshvyryat spear yes debts pick!