Текст песни РарогЪ - Боянов гимн

Drinking honey in the living rooms
People of the prince, Slovenian old
Those who drove the darkness from the Nerpa from the river
You will hear the song of Boyanov

You led our warriors,
He led into battle on fierce Goths
Strong by force, oh people are free
Set off, yes to mortal combat

These are not thunders
Yes, they raged in the field
Enemies-adversaries met in a violent battle.
Not a rock with a rock
I was knocking
Yes, it was not a beast that screamed a cry
Then on tatya, on the horned
Right force flew
Horses laugh wildly under the sons of Perun
Catching the reflection of the light on myself
Tears the armor with a sharp ax
Rage tears our hearts in the abyss of battle

For the origins of the Rod
They were leaving
Breaking away from home, from wives and children
To the enemy stronghold
Sank into the abyss
Their dishonor and dirt from toes to brushes

And the brave falcons
The eyes of the white Swan are clear
From the sky looked light
Giving strength

Glory to the warriors Rusich
Rescued from shame
Drinking honey in the chambers
We sing praises