Lyrics Коловрат и студенты - Гимн Огню

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Гимн Огню
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Синь небес так звездна, лунна,
Нам сияет меч Перуна.
Очищает Души наша ,
Царь -Огонь утеха наша.
Припев -1
Разгорайся Царь-Огонь,
Коловрат и Посолонь.
Гори, гори ясно ,
Чтобы не погасло.
Поднимайся до Небес,
Озаряй , Ты, все окрест.
Гори , гори ясно
Чтобы не погасло.

Очищай, Ты ,Дух и Душу.
Освещай моря и сушу.
Согревай - Хоромы наша,
Царь – Огонь утеха наша.
Припев -2
Гори ясно Царь – Огонь,
Коловрат и Посолонь.
Гори, гори ясно ,
Чтобы не погасло.
Поднимайся до Небес,
Озаряй , Ты , все окрест.
Гори, гори ясно,
Чтобы не погасло.
Со времен Инглингов- Предков,
Тебя кормим сухой веткой,
Чтоб сияла – Слава наша,
Царь – Огонь утеха наша.
Припев-2
Синь небес так звездна , лунна,
Нам сияет Меч Перуна.
Очищает Души наша,
Царь -Огонь утеха наша.
Припев-2
The sky of heaven is so stellar, the moon,
        We shine Perun's sword.
        Cleans our Souls,
        Tsar-Fire of our joy.
                       Chorus -1
                                       Flare up the Tsar-Fire,
                                      Kolovrat and Posolon.
                                     Burn, it's clear,
                                      So that it does not go out.
                                      Rise to Heaven,
                                       Ozaryay, You, all around.
                                        Burn, burn clear
                                        So that it does not go out.
       
       Purify, You, Spirit and Soul.
       Light the seas and dry land.
       Warm up - Our good people,
        Tsar - The fire of our joy.
                    Chorus -2
                                    Burn clearly King - Fire,
                                     Kolovrat and Posolon.
                                     Burn, it's clear,
                                     So that it does not go out.
                                     Rise to Heaven,
                                     Ozaryay, You, all around.
                                      Burn, it's clear,
                                      So that it does not go out.
        Since the times of the Inglings-Ancestors,
        We feed you a dry branch,
        To shine - Our glory,
        Tsar - The fire of our joy.
                                                                  Chorus-2
         The sky of heaven is so stellar, the moon,
         We are shining with the Sword of Perun.
         Cleans our Souls,
         Tsar-Fire of our joy.
                                                                    Chorus-2
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