Текст песни Lutavierje - Рось

Dressed by Ros-river
Ice and furs
Kissed the shores
Winter in white lips.
Preserves the white cover
From the cold winds
A thin stalk is alive -
Oh, yes, the Scarlet Flower.

On a wide field
Oh yes in the dark share
The wolf's path
A forest beast
Oh yes in the clear sky
Together with the smoke of treba
I will bow to Mother,
Oh, yes Ros-river.

The steps of the waters are thin, light
The force is beating great
Do not break the heavy shackles -
Formidable northern winds.
Yar-father will breathe warmth,
Hard ice breaks alive -
A sprout stretches towards the sun -
Oh, yes, the Scarlet Flower.