Текст песни Natural Spirit - Бранный путь

Listen to the song, grandchildren of givingbug,
On the way begged from your native threshold!
Offended mother of our - Russian Earth!
Blood is in bloody, the blood of the enemy!

I consolidated myself with a black forest deaf,
I lied myself on a wide river.
I won't give the earth to the earth
A firmly forced sword sorry I am in my hand!

Horsa shining and the will of the gods
changed faith of people and watches
Rather, the buddy is going to fight
gray governor clinging for a long time,
Avoid the fatelute no one is trying - urgent time we are only given ...

You are lit, Sveti Sun is red,
Persay Forest Beautiful!
Feed the soldiers of the elected
Wonderful squeaver!

What you do not shine the sun is red?
So you go round a month is clear!
Lit the warriors right,
Litua and bloody road!

The gang of Iria will meet you
Lady with the retinue of Perun
Miles of the ancestors of Nice,
What helped in the affairs of the right!