Lyrics Сокира Перуна - Сiч

Here viter pesticide colony Yelladi,
І duv vіtrila drakarіv,
Here obrіy plowing up a thyme before the estuary,
I exchanged tanagrii.

Here hvilі dying on the Dnieper thresholds,
There is a grave іz stone,
Here tіl Kozatskim zasіyanі bows,
Here m_yatsya reed mіzh kurganiv.

Here the steppes flowed chervonila,
Viruvala, bazhala to the sea,
In tim the sea is crooked, on the skeleton іz gnіvu,
Zasyayav nezoreniy sharp.
There is a flood of fire
І tender buv raven lement.
Sich gomonіla, thunder grimіla,
Zvіllyat batkivsky land

Sich!

Here seagulls Kozatsky Schora boroznili,
Hvil_ b_lya tsikh bereg_v,
Will their own killing spirits,
Lishayuchi dust vorogiv.
Here are the people, the people of the purely crises,
Holy knives on svitanna.
Here Epos was made with his own hands,
Kazali sob on the left:

Stand up the col!
Get up at it!
De tviy dim?
Shamen

Stand up the col!
Stand up!
Here tvіy dіm!
Vіlna sich!

Here viter pesticide colony Yelladi,
І duv vіtrila drakar.
Here obrіy plowing up a thyme before the estuary,
I exchanged tanagrii.

Here hvilі dying on the Dnieper thresholds,
Here navіt grave іz stone.
There is a roar of heaven
Here is a land of titans.

Sich!