Текст песни Этническая музыка - Поморская славянская музыка

Ancient Slavic Pomeranian

I
Our song, all ancient,
We will glorify the cup full of Rod.
Homeland, the consort of Rod,
With a formidable fate we congratulate.
Congratulations!

Chorus
Let the earth be severe,
You're the only one we have,
For you is poured a bowl,
There is no bottom to it, no land,
No edge!

II
Jarg-Pomors - Our ancestral family,
Rod lives and praises Trizna.
Rod lives his own way,
He knows his laws,
He knows!

Chorus
Let the earth be severe,
You're the only one we have,
For you is poured a bowl,
There is no bottom to it, no land,
No edge!

III
Under the pine, the bones are white,
That lies our fierce enemy.
We call a friend to visit us,
The wolf, wrap it in its good,
Uthai!

Chorus
Let the earth be severe,
You're the only one we have,
For you is poured a bowl,
There is no bottom to it, no land,
No edge!

IV
Wolves-people, people-wolves,
In the Forest of Human you will come in and out.
And you will enter our Forest by war,
That from the forest can not get out,
Do not go out!

Chorus
Let the earth be severe,
You're the only one we have,
For you is poured a bowl,
There is no bottom to it, no land,
No edge!

V
We will put our own posts,
Where we need to, we are in the ground.
Svarog's parish is glorious,
This and that, all are acceptable,
Acceptable!

Chorus
Let the earth be severe,
You're the only one we have,
For you is poured a bowl,
There is no bottom to it, no land,
No edge!