Текст песни Громовник - Святослав.

Then not a cunning yes not gold
Then not a meanness and not collusion
Only power, only courage
Cities have taken
And when Svyatoslav hike
I sent the messengers: "I want to go to you!"
I did not sleep on the split, not on gold
On the sublock only, yes on your saddle
How to beat Khazar, Yasov, Kasov
On the Danube went - defeated Bulgar
Only the Greeks came out "Immortal"
But the prince and they soon were sent

But the prince's wounded, turn the horse
Turn the horse and back home.
And nomads are already hired
On the thresholds of steel - the heads of the head!

Only the prince did not turn anywhere
Here and here he suddenly smoke
The dead he doesn't know
Svyatoslav, that forever in death stood
Only a squad remembers how he swear
Head folded where he will fall
Yes Princess cries in the dark terme
How does she further live, since and life is full?