He was a brave and fiery ruler
Of the glorious Kiev lands
He waged wars with courage and fury
For eternal glory
He was the crowned warrior
Bringer of ruins and woe,
Fates of the ancient tribes were
Under his valiant sword
Days of his reign
Will be kept in our memory
Through the ages
His warcry's ringing:
"I'm coming for thee, I'm coming for thee!"
He led his army through times of sorrow
Leaving battlefields sown with steel
Mighty cities bowed low before him
Semender, Sarkel and Itil.
Thirst for victory will take away the pain.
Warlord and his brave army
Are at the zenith of fame
Days of his reign
Will be kept in our memory
Through the ages
His warcry's ringing:
"I'm coming for thee, I'm coming for thee!"
The dead will not be disgraced so
Let us fight until we die!
Great Dnieper carries its gloomy water
By the warrior, lying dead.
He was slain by nomadic horde
And his death was harsh and dreadful
He died for his realm
Fighting for glory and fame
Lord of the mighty Kiev
The proud son of his Motherland.
Days of his reign
Will be kept in our memory
Through the ages
His warcry's ringing:
"I'm coming for thee, I’m coming for thee!"
