Текст песни Виталий Гроган - Языческая Русь

I love Russia, that before Christianity ...
Where the runes are birch,
Laid down by culture clearly
We praise the God of the Sun.

I love seas of gray breath
And rivers have a silver surface.
Souls of Slavic outpouring
Slavic baths grace.

I love gusli overflow
From a hot stove a loaf,
And apple trees spill white,
In "COMMUNITIES" May is walking there.

I love Russia, Our expanse.
We Rosich, it is given to be here!
We will come to power, and it will be cleaner!
Fatherland, life will become better!

You are my Rus, my dear
Our pagan Rus
Always crazy in birches
I always fight for you.

Your snows are always drifts
They warm my soul so much
Here people are of Slavic blood
Ready to give your life

Here is simplicity - fields of open spaces
And the rivers of the seas and those forests
Here is the peace of the Slavic soul
Here is the Temple and the Brownie

There is Perun and there is Yarilo
From Valhaly they look at us SO
Culture forgotten your life
We praise HERE now ...

Asgard is waiting for us when we achieve
We cherished dreams
We set goals to make it cleaner ...
And now has come - our hour

We will come, we will achieve, we will win
And we will put our "conspiracy"
And we won't tell anyone about him
But we will simply embody everything in LIFE!

I love Russia, that before Christianity ...
Where the runes are birch,
Cult of Slavic wealth
We must pass on to the children !!!

Our ray from the sky is always from the sun
Mother nature is always for us
And sooner, later we will achieve
Get up our homeland

Victory is ours anyway
That day will come to glory to us
And the glory of the Rosiches will break through
For the glory of RIGHT, to all Gods!

P.S.
Mother nature and the Sun for us!
TRIPLE RIGHT FOR THE GLORY OF KIND!