Текст песни Драгомир - Языческий нрав

Free soul and pagan temper
 Dm f c
Barefoot walk along the grass road
 F C Dm
Where the roots of mighty oaks
 F C Dm
A bed of summer flowers
 F C Dm
Where the roots of mighty oaks
 F C Dm
A bed of summer flowers

Where beyond the river endless distance
Mother Earth bestowed our land
There pine forest and huts of the Magi
There are idols of my gods
There pine forest and huts of the Magi
There are idols of my gods

     Dm c
I bow to the temple
 F c
it hurts me svarozhichi
    F C Dm
oh it hurts
 Dm c
Sort of Mago Sons
 F c
spirited
    F C Dm C
yes wisdom is gone
 F C Dm
wisdom is gone

Let the strobog scatter brown hair
There is pure blood in my veins and blue eyes
We sowed rye and weeds grew
Instead of vodka bread, a glass
We sowed rye and weeds grew
Instead of vodka bread, a glass

I get drunk ice water from kernichki
Pride you are my pagan Russia
Another land and river and field here
And the sun and sky are different
Another land and river and field here
And the sun and sky are different