Arkona
Goi, Rode, Goi!
1. Goj, rode, goj! / Goi, Rode, Goi!
2. Tropoju nevedannoj / On The Unknown Trail
3. Nevidal' / The Wonder
4. Na moej zemle / In My Land
5. Pritcha / The Parable
6. V cepjah drevnej tajny / In Chains Of Ancient Mystery
7. Jarilo / Yarilo
8. Liki bessmertnyh bogov / Faces Of Immortal Gods
9. Kolo navi / Kolo Of Nav'
10. Korochun / Korochun
11. Pamjat' / The Memory
12. Kupalec / Kupalets
13. Arkona / Arkona
14. Nebo hmuroe, tuchi mrachnye… / Sullen Sky, Lurid Clouds
1. Goj, rode, goj! / Goi, Rode, Goi!
Upon returning from a sea voyage, the warriors brave out a storm in the night which leads to a shipwreck on the reef. Wounded and freezing, the crew disembarks onto a small rocky island hoping to survive, but when they realize that they will not last out till morning, they pray to Wind-Stribog to bring the message about their death to their families and relatives. Perishing, the warriors thank Rod for the life they have been given.
"Not fallen victim to the surging water,
In the mortal fight with the wind,
Spreading hands to the skies,
You are waiting for Rod to answer."
Oj, goj, Rode! Oj, goj, Rode!
Skvoz' sedoj tuman
Vzgljad ustremilsja vdal'
Tam v mire mertvyh skal
Ty zatail pechal'
Mechetsja dusha
Nad ledjanoj volnoj
Chuesh', chto smert' blizka
Strah ovladel toboj
Ne stavshij zhertvoj bujnyh vod
V smertel'noj shvatke s vetrom
Vzdymaja dlani k nebesam
Zhdesh' Rodova otveta
Kak vo lese, oj da vo temnom
Treby ognem vospylajut
Glasom svjashhennogo roga
Brat'ja bogov vosslavljajut
Da prol'etsja svjataja sur'ja
V chashu u lika rodnogo
Ustami slavu glagoljat
Slovom, da k Rodovu domu
Goj, Rode, goj!
Goj, Rode, goj!
Goj, Rode, goj!
Ty slyshish'?
Goj, Rode, Goj!
Jej, Striboga - Vetra vy deti
Pesn' moju vy nesite s soboju
Da vospojte, kak na rassvete
Bilis' my s puchinoj morskoju
Ne slyshny nam zvonkie pesni
My odni pod holodnoj lunoju
Chto zhe bogi povedajut vskore
Nam, ukrytym nochi pelenoju?
Vzor k bogam do nebes vozdymaetsja
Krov' iz ran na zem' prolivaetsja
Son v hladnoj t'me sogreet
My ujti obrecheny
Zhizn' vo sne pomerknet
V carstvo Mary sginem my
Kak vo lese, oj da vo temnom
Lezha u pepla, da tlenna
Ustami zhizn' vospevajut
V hladnyh ob#jat'jah Mareny
Da prol'etsja aloju krov'ju
Gore, da bol'ju pronzaja
Glasom vo sinee nebo
Roda pred snom vosslavljaja:
Goj, Rode, goj!
Goj, Rode, goj!
Goj, Rode, goj!
Ty slyshish'?
Goj, Rode, Goj!
Oj, goj Rode! Oj, goj, Rode!
2. Tropoju nevedannoj / On The Unknown Trail
This song describes a man who perceives the Faith of ancestors as a dark evil cult. He performs dark rituals not realizing that he is appealing to a completely different form of power, alien to us. He soon falls mad, his mind prisoned by it.
"You are a child of false god
You roam the prison of vanity
The road to the arch Belief
You're looking for is unseen."
Kuda my idem, ozirajas' v glubiny stoletij?
Kuda my bezhim v bredu ili sne?
V ob#jatijah nochi my zhadno mechtaem o svete
V ob#jatijah sveta mechtaem o t'me
Oko v nebo zrit besprestanno
Usta koshhunami slavjat temnyh bogov
I dlan' vozdymaetsja vnov' nad plamenem alym
Svershaesh' ty put' chrez jav' v chashhoby snov
Shepot nav'ih slyshish' v mertvoj listve
Pokinuv zhizn', pal v nebytie
Runy v kolo sol'jutsja
Dushu tvoju hranja
Temnye bogi prosnut'sja
No ne uslyshat tebja
Skvoz' zlye tumany
Javi ne zrish' vrata
Vnov' v omute navi
Ty pogrjaz navsegda
Tropoju nevedannoj, dushu terzaja
Ne znaja bogov, no vzyvaja k bogam
Zakonami pravi vnov' prenebregaja
Molilsja ty "Velesu", chuzhdomu nam
Zdes' chuzhdye znaki - ne drevnie runy
Zdes' temnye bogi ne rodnye nam
Ty vechnyj izgoj i skitaesh'sja v chernom
Nezrimom miru, nepodvlastnom bogam
Run spleten'e - t'my zabven'e
Ty chado mnimogo boga
Ty brodish' v plenu suety
Ved' k pravi iskonnoj nezrima doroga
Chto ishhesh' v smjatenii ty
Run spleten'e - t'my zabven'e
3. Nevidal' / The Wonder
A young woman sees a dream which forebodes the suffering of her homeland and the death of her folk. Rising at the crack of dawn, she invokes the Sun to scorch all the filth that is drawing near her land. This song praises the strength of united people who can defend the Motherland from any disaster in their cohesion.
"Oi, my wonder
Oi, the restless
Oi, my soul
Is filled with sorrow.
Oi, we are dying
No mark leaves my foot
But no disaster I see
While we are standing our ground."
Oj, ne spitsja toj nochkoj mne
Gore vizhu vo temnom sne
Oj, sestra moja - Nevidal'
Zaslonjaet glaznicy mne
Da ukryvshi krylom svoim
Nam veshha o pogibeli
Vizhu voroga ljutogo
Da stradan'ja moej Zemli
Zrja na nebo sinee
Vospevaja Nas
Donesi do Sokola
Svoj skorbjashhij glas:
«Uletaj vo sled Jaru-Solncu
Rusichej veru v serdce hranja
Glas slavjan k bogam voznesetsja
S krikom tvoim v plenu bela dnja»
Stoj! Ty slyshish' jeho glasa vekov
V nem ochertanie proshlogo - teni ushedshih bogov
Vstan' v gorizonte ognej
Vospoj hvalu voshodjashhemu solncu:
«Uslyshi, Jaro! Sozhgi skvernu zharom!
Da budet tak…»
Gde sokol v'etsja
Gde slyshen krik ego
Vzgljani ochami v nebo
Uzri svjashhennyj znak!
Uslysh' menja, Jaro
Sozhgi skvernu zharom!
Uslysh' menja, Jaro
Verni vremja staro!
Oj, da, Nevidal' moja
Oj, da neprikajanna
Oj, da moja dusha
Da gorem ispolna
Oj, da umiraem my
Net sleda u nog moih
No ne vidat' bedy
Kol' na nogah stoim
Oj, da Jasno-Sokolu
Da nadlomiv krylo
Vorog pustil po vetru
Da aloe pero
Oj, da Nevidal' moja
Oj, da neprikajanna
Oj, da moja dusha
Da gorem ispolna
4. Na moej zemle / In My Land
This is a song about a warrior who leaves his motherland to seek happiness in other countries. He meets foreign folk and asks them what their happiness is about. And they tell him that their happiness is their beautiful land, traditions, folk, home, their children, and Gods. After a long journey, the warrior returns back to his native land to find peace and happiness there.
"In the chains of oblivion
Of the coming force of joy
You will cry
"Here is my land!"
Oj, kak na rassvete
Podymalos' solnce aloe
Solnce aloe, da utro rannee…
Provozhala parnja devka daleko-daleko
Daleko-daleko, da v strany dal'nie
Provozhala, govorila
Slovo svoe nezhnoe
Slovo nezhnoe, da slovo oberezhnoe:
"Oj, da milyj, oj, da budu, budu tebja zhdati
Budu tebja zhdati, da s voshodom alym vstrechati"
Drognuli devich'i pal'cy, da slezy pojmali
Da slezy pojmali, jasny ochi chto omyvali
Nezhnoju rukoju obereg s sebja da snimala
Obereg snimala, da na schastie zaklinala
Zaklinaju, vorozhu darju vo put' da ljubomu
Ljubogo vo toj dali oberegi ot gibeli
I ushel tot molodec vo zemli, da vo chuzhdye
Schastija iskat' skvoz' goda, jej!
Oj- da, di- ra, di-ra, da...
Za sledom v sled, navstrechu solncu
Skvoz' holod i znoj, za svetom i t'moj…
V seryj tuman
V svete zakata
Vnov' obrashhajas' k bogam
Stiraja v krov' bosye nogi
Idesh' po neizvedannoj doroge…
I slysha morja zov
Ty vpal v ob#jat'ja
Severnyh vetrov
Ty shel za Schast'em!
Vnov' voproshaesh' ty sej kraj o nem
[Månegarm's part:]
Hör Nerthus andas tungt
Svitjods ursjäl
Nordstjärnans bleka ljus
Gråben i nattens vind
Gryning över nordens mark
Korpvinge i Sunnas hav
Här vakar mina förfäder
Vid Enögas sida
Här offrar jag till gudarna
I mina rötters jord
Krasiv sej dom
No chuzhd i hladen
Ja slyshu glas vetrov inyh kraev
Povedaj put' tuda, Velese!
Golos novoj zemli
Vot na nee stupaet noga
Vnov' svernul ty s puti
Vdal' zamanila chuzhda reka
Ljudi! molvite zdes'
Chem slavna vasha svetla zemlja?
Bogi, kto zhe oni?
Chto skryvajut jeti kraja?
[Obtest's part:]
Bekraštes girios užaugino mus, vejo žirgais i laisve…
Duona juoda kaip žeme, tirštas putoja midus…
Žemynos sakalas sauleje saugo musu vaikus…
Velinas vienaakis moko mus pliena pabust…
Ažuoliniai piliakalniai žvelgia i tolius….
Kiek akys mato – žemes musu senoliu….
Zrja na krasu zlatyh polej
Ja preklonju koleno
Dan' voznesu jetoj zemle
Snova ujdu bessledno
V bleske zakata vnov' vospylajut
Novoj zemli prostory
Chem slavna vasha svetla zemlja
Ljubaja chuzhdu vzoru?
[Skyforger's part:]
Kas kait manim nedzivoti
Lielas juras malina
Cik jurina vilnus meta
Tik izmeta sudrabinu
Es apvilku udens svarkus
Sikakmena kažocinu
Nu es iešu jurinai
Ar Ziemeli speleties
I ja vnov' ubegaju
S chuzhdoj serdcu zemli
Hot' veliki prostory
No oni ne moi
Ubegaju daleche
Proch' ot sinih morej
Ljud opjat' voproshaju
Ja o pros'be svoej
[Menhir's part:]
Thüringer Land, wie bist du so schön
Wie eine junge Maid,
Die Gliederlein sind Tal und Höh'n
Und Wiesenschmuck dein Kleid
Die frische Waldluft ist dein Hauch
Dein Reden Vogelsang
Der Hainich, das ist dein helles Haupt
Dein Kuss ist Glockenklang
Der Wald, der ist dein Mantel grün,
Dein Haarputzt Ährengold
So buntes Hause hier erblühen
die Blümlein zart und voll
Es ist der Wiesenschmuck dein Kleid,
Die Glieder, Tal und Höh'n
Du bist wie eine junge Maid
Thüringerland, so süß!
So schön!
Za sledom v sled
Navstrechu solncu
Skvoz' holod i znoj
Za svetom i t'moj
Ja ubegaju...
Ja ubegaju v chuzhie kraja
Nogi bosye stiraja
V serdce svoem nadezhdu hranja
Zemlju svoju vspominaju
Snova begu v ozhidanii chuda
Ja k beregam okeana
Novoj zemle otdam ja poklon
Chem zhe zemlja jeta slavna?
[Heidevolk's part:]
U volgde de zon, door uw goden begeleid
Westwaards bent u gereisd
Naar de grenzen van het land
Waar de zee de grond verzwelgt
Naar het land der drakenschrei
Het oord, met mijn aard vergroeid
Heeft uw pad u heengeleid
Welkom in mijn vaderland
Warm u aan de haard, mijn gast
En laaf u aan ons bier
Ver zijn eens ook wij gereisd
Maar ons geluk ligt hier
Waar mijn broeders rond het vuur
Drinken in 't nachtelijk uur
Waar verhalen en gelach
Klinken tot het aanbreken der dag
Onze vreugde vinden wij
In de wouden, in de velden en op de hei
Onze vreugde vinden wij
Aan de oevers van de Rijn
Oj, da kak stoskovalos' serdechko aloe
Oj, o rodimoj, da storone
Oj, da kak na rassvete pospeshi
Da! K svoej Matushke Svet-Dushe
I vot ty vidish' Rus'
Dushoju vospevaja pesn'
Skvoz' omut strasti
Tak vot oni ? Rodimye Kraja!
V cepjah zabvenija
Grjadushhej sily schast'ja
Ty kriknesh':
”Zdes' zemlja moja!”
Ty kriknesh':
”Zdes' zemlja moja!”
5. Pritcha / The Parable
Oj, ty, goj esi, Dede Velese!
Ty naprav' menja, mudryj batjushka
Vremja uhodit', tol'ko nekuda
Vremja vdal' letet' - krylo raneno
Kak stuplju nogoj - ta oblomitsja
Kak pushhu strelu - lopnet tetiva
Chto zhe delat' mne, dede Velese?
Donesu tebe da moi slova...
6. V cepjah drevnej tajny / In Chains Of Ancient Mystery
Standing near the grave of my ancestors, I swear to keep my Motherland safe and revive our ancient native traditions. Looking at the sky, I ask it to tell me about the heritage of the ancestry so I can bring it to life.
"What do the forgotten stones know?
What is hiding in them, alien to the living?
Wandering in chains of ancient mystery,
You invoke them with your thought."
Goj ty, Jaro, da Jaro-Svetilo!
Da uslyshana-de pesnja moja
Osveti spjashhih brat'ev mogily
Chto ne snosila Rodnaja Zemlja
Tronu dlan'ju svjatye kurgany
Slovo molviv na svjashhennoj zemle:
"Spite krepko, usnuvshie rano
My pobedim vo svjashhennoj vojne!"
Stoj! Probudis'!
Pozabytaja vera
Glasom vozdymis'
S nadezhdoj na nebo
Zrish' lik vojny,
No ne znaesh' pravdy
Sveta syny
Vnov' pogibajut vo blike luny
Bystroj streloj umchitsja vdal'
Chto pozabyli my
Vnov' ne davaja umirat'
Vere v ob#jat'jah t'my
I podnimutsja vnov'
Vojny Perunovy
Pustjat vorozh'ju krov'
V hladnyh cepjah vojny
Chto zhe znajut zabytye kamni?
Chto taitsja v nih i chuzhdo zhivym?
Vnov' bluzhdaja v cepjah drevnej tajny
Mysl'ju svoej obrashhaesh'sja k nim
Mozhet, skazhet drevo sedoe
Glasom Striboga mne pesn' vospoet
O rodnom, chto vorotitsja vskore
Tol'ko uzhe nikogda ne ujdet
Goj! Vozdymis'
Svarozh'e Znamja
S pesnej vozrodis'
Ostan'sja zhe s nami!
Zrim lik vojny
Slyshim golos bitvy
Dazhd'boga syny
Vnov' vozvrashhajutsja v svete luny
O, Rode! Nezrimyj ty nam, no darujushhij svet
Vo javi my chuzhdy, vzgljani!
Da bessil'ny nad vragom moguchim
Da vozdymitsja glas nash ustalyj
Da treby chrez ogn' k tebe
Po pravi steze, vo veka vo dremuchi
My vospoem byluju skorb'
I donesem do Roda
Chto chuzhdo v rodnoe prishlo
Zabrav svobodu ljuda
7. Jarilo / Yarilo
The song is about the celebration dedicated to the young Slavonic god of the spring sun called Yarilo. It is celebrated at the end of April by Slavic folks. Yarilo is believed to warm and fertilize the soil, so the first grass starts growing.
"Oi Yarilo, Yarilo, Yarilo!
The gloomy sky revealed you again
Goi, you, the young god!
Goi, we are invoking you!
Our hearts are blooming,
We praise you in our song."
Vo svjatu chredu, v Lelinu sedmicu
Kruzhit duhov pljas golovu devicam
Vo Rusal'i Dni, vo lesnyh horomah
Slavu vozdaem Jarile mladomu
Oj, da, Jarilo! Jarilo, Jarilo!
Nebo hmuroe vnov' tebja javilo
Goj, ty, mladoj bog!
Goj, k tebe vzyvaem!
V serdce cvetnja
Pesnju vospevaem
Pokatisja, pokatisja
Po nebu, po svetlomu
Da goni ty hmury tuchi
Da k Semi Holmam, hjej!
Da k Semi Holmam moguchim
Chto stojat vo t'me vekov
Poverni ty Vremja ? Kolo
Po svoim sledam!
Oj, da, Jarilo! Jarilo, Jarilo!
Nebo hmuroe vnov' tebja javilo
Goj, ty, mladoj bog!
Goj, k tebe vzyvaem!
V serdce cvetnja
Pesnju vospevaem
Oj, ty, goj esi! Goj esi, Jarilo!
Vremja Kolo vspjat' povorotilo
Ty katis', katis' do Zari-Zarnicy
Tol'ko ne zabud' k utru vorotit'sja!
8. Liki bessmertnyh bogov / Faces Of Immortal Gods
The song describes a human who has lost his reason for being. With his spirit in vexation, he stands on a crossroad, fearing death and having a wish to flee from the reality. Only the Faith can give him the will to live on.
"With life praying to your native shrines
You are looking into nowhere, in the mist of your dreams
And in this oblivion of the soul, in grey vain life
Will revive in your memory the faces of immortal Gods."
Stoj, vechnost' ? pravda slepaja!
S javi vo skverne
Ja ubegaju
S mol'boju o zhizni vzdymaja k rodimoj svjatyne
Ty zrish' vnikuda, v pelenu svoih snov
I v jetom zabvenii dushi, v seroj zhizni smjatenii
Vosprjanut zhe v pamjati Liki bessmertnyh Bogov
Gde sushhnost' jetogo mira?
V chuzhdoj mne javi dushu zabyla
Stoj, vechnost' ? pravda slepaja!
S javi vo skverne ja ubegaju
V bezumstve nochi ty vidish', kak staraja deva
Pomanit tebja na ukazannyj put'
No vnov', vstrepenuvshis', ty vyrvesh'sja s jetogo plena
I vospominan'ja podymut tu strashnuju sut'
Kak polzaja zmeem, kasajas' nezrimyh koren'ev
Ty pal v pustotu bytija neizvedannoj t'my
I vot ty odin na prostorah izvechnoj svjatyni
I v mysljah ty vspomnish' o tom, chto byl predan ljud'mi
Gde sushhnost' jetogo mira?
V chuzhdoj mne javi dushu zabyla
Stoj, vechnost' ? pravda slepaja!
S javi vo skverne ja ubegaju
V holodnoj zhizni zhazhdesh' ognja
Chto umiraet v jeto mgnoven'e
I vnov' tebja okutaet t'ma -
Strah pred smerti zabven'em
I na rasput'e jetih dorog
Snom okutajut chary
Uvidish' navi tihij chertog
Ty v ob#jatijah Mary
Stoj, vechnost' ? pravda slepaja!
S javi vo skverne ja ubegaju
Ja uhozhu...
9. Kolo navi / Kolo Of Nav'
The song reflects the journey of the soul of a warrior fallen on a battlefield. Hovering above the ground, it sees the body, which was its home once, getting buried into the mound. The soul prays to the wind to let the gathered relatives know that it is near them.
"I see the fire flashes again
Souls of my family will perceive me.
In sore tears the memory is alive
Stribog will sing my song to them."
Zaplyv krovavoj pelenoj
Lish' v sumrak vzor napraviv
Chto vidjat ochi pred soboj
Zastyv v ob#jat'jah navi?
Soznan'e v grezah vidit son
Kak ty parish' nad jav'ju
Sred' stai alchushhih voron
Chto svet tvoj zatmevajut
Leti za solncem
V ob#jat'ja oblakov
Leti, ne bojsja
K chertogam Strazha snov
Pal, da vo pole
Po Peruna vole
Leg na zem' brezhnu
Obnjal Maru nezhno
Mara hodila
Za soboj manila
Pela vo kresne
Kolybel'nu pesnju
Splju vo puchine
Brat'ja vo kruchine
Sladko mne spit'sja
Da ne vorotit'sja
Glas bogov dushu moju napravit
V blike snov katitsja kolo navi
Broshus' vniz, no sderzhat Mary dlani
Vizhu ogn' ja na svoem kurgane
Vnov' vizhu ja bliki ognja
Dushi rodnyh uslyshat menja
V gor'kih slezah pamjat' zhivet
Stribog im pesn' moju vospoet
10. Korochun / Korochun
11. Pamjat' / The Memory
It is a prayer to Gods, asking them to return the forgotten past and the Faith of ancestors to us.
"Hey, get awake
The forgotten memory
Return to us the truth
Which has been hidden from people."
Oj, moi dumy
Dumy gorem polnye
Vnov' uvodjat
Vo lesa vo temnye
Oj, da vo lese tom
Pamjat' ozhivaet
V glase drevesnyh kron
Serdce zamiraet
Jej, probudis'
Pamjat', chto pozabyta
Pravda, vernis'
Ty ot ljuda sokryta
Zdes' nad zemlej
Merknet solnce za tuchej
Kanuli vnov'
My vo t'me neminuchej
Goj, Svarozhe, otche moj
Slaven bude nami!
Da vedi ty za soboj
Ljud, stezeju pravi
Slovo molvim do tebja
Vozdymaja v nebo
S dymom svjata Jar ? Ognja
Da svjashhennu trebu
Oj, da ne vran ten'ju kryl'ev zatmil
Najavu svjashhennu zemlju
To ten' vekov, pelenoj zasloniv
Svetlu jav', glasu nashemu vnemlet
Slyshim li my jeho iz proshlogo mira?
Chuem li my dushu dubov vekovyh?
Kto teper' ty, gde tvoja rodova sila?
Plachesh' o tom, chto ne pomnish' rodnyh?
Jej, hjej! sto nochej
Klichem staro vremja
Sred' zlatyh polej
Vzrasti mlado semja
Oj, veter ? ty moguch,
Donesi do ljuda
Chrez more temnyh tuch
Pravdu svetlu, mudru
Jej, probudis'
Pamjat' ? vechnaja slava
Vzvejsja ty vvys'
Pticeju velichavo
Zdes' svetlu jav'
Vnov' okutali tuchi
Kryl'ja rasprav'
Ty vo t'me neminuchej
Goj esi, Velese ded
Slaven bude nami!
Snizoshli-de nam sovet
Da stezeju pravi
Kolo pustim posolon'
Bratinu podnjavshi
Napoivshi Jar-Ogon'
Iz svjashhennoj chashi
12. Kupalec / Kupalets
A praising song. Kupalets is the ritual fire kindled for the Kupala celebration, on the day of the summer solstice.
"Oi flare, flare brightly
I invoke with my voice
Erect the bright Kolo
From the ground into the sky."
Goj, ty, Jarij! Jar-Ogne do neba vozdymaet
Mladomu Kupale slavu braty vospevajut
Zakatilos' Jarilo
Davshi ljubovat'sja
Vzorom vo chisto pole
Krasoju Kupal'ca
Kak sklonili dlani, zemlju chestvuja poklonom
Jaromu Kupal'cu molvim da zavetno slovo:
"Oj, gori, gori jasno
Glasom zaklinaju
Ot zemli do neba jaro kolo vozdymaja"
13. Arkona / Arkona
Arkona was once a fortress and the spiritual center of Baltic Slavonic tribes. It was destroyed by Christians in 1168. For us, as for many other Rodnovers, Arkona is the symbol of the lost but unforgotten lore which has been sleeping through the centuries, awaiting for its revival.
"Below the arch of skies
Arkona is sleeping in ruins
Soon the destroyed land will revive
And the fortress of Yar Kon
Will rise from the ashes."
Kak iz morjushka sinego vyhodila
Oj, da vorozh'ja orda
Da na Svet-Bujan kopija navostrila
Oj, grad usop navsegda
Kak toj nochkoj
Krovushkoj zalitoju
Palo na zemlju
Vojsko Svjatovitovo
Siloj ognja, da s chuzhdym zakljatiem
Pod mechami vraga
Svjatovita sverglo raspjatie
Grad usop navsegda
Pod svodami nebosklona
Dremlet v ruinah Arkona
Skoro vosprjanet bitaja vragom zemlja
S pepla vosstanet grad Jarogo Konja
Spit pod vodoj
Bereg rodnoj
Pavshih shorony
Smyty volnoj
Kamni molchat, no chuesh' vzgljad
Teh, kto ne smog vernut'sja nazad
No grjanet grom v hrame rodnom
Liki bogov vozdymutsja v nem
I na zare vzdrognet zemlja
Vnov' budet zhit' Svjatynja moja
Vstan', Arkona!
Oj, ty, Rodov Svet
Zrimyj nam, zhivym v javi
Oj, lik tvoj v shrone ruin
My vozdymim vvys' rasprostertye dlani
Da, pod chertogom tvoim
Jej-hej! Bratija
Na vojnu zovu tebja!
Poletjat vo poljushke
Da, bujny golovushki!
Kto k nam s mechem pridet
Tot ot nego padet!
Vremja vernem nazad
Otomstim za pavshij grad!
Za predelami vechnosti
Vstanem na strazhe let
Na puti k beskonechnosti
Nash sohranim obet
Stoja na vethoj zemle
Ja slyshu zov Beregini
Chto delat' bogam, ili mne
Chtob s ruin vozrodilas' Svjatynja?
Pod svodami nebosklona
Dremlet v ruinah Arkona
Skoro vosprjanet bitaja vragom zemlja
S pepla vosstanet grad Jarogo Konja
14. Nebo hmuroe, tuchi mrachnye… / Sullen Sky, Lurid Clouds
A young woman receives a message saying that her husband fell in battle. Suffering from loneliness and desperation, she drowns herself in a river.
"Forgive me, my life
I leave, bowing to you
I see my dearest's face in the sky
Sinking in the quick water."
Nebo hmuroe, tuchi mrachnye
Chto plyvete vy nado mnoj?
Ne terzajte dushu devich'ju
Pod holodnoju pod lunoj
Chto zh vy vetry shumite bujnye
Tjazhki dumy navejav mne?
Da povedajte o suzhenom
Chto vo chuzhdoj vo storone
S vetrom stavni moi otkrylis'
Dushu vmig opalil ogon'
Dlan' Striboga vskolyhnulas'
List krovavyj leg na ladon'
Ty prosti menja, zhizn' rodimaja
Uhozhu ja, klanjajas' tebe
Vizhu v nebe obraz ja milogo
Utopaja v bystroj reke
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