Текст песни Natural spirit - Окрылённые Волей

Weep lute - tear strings
Sing Prophetic Elders
About the people are proud of Hron
Song that they sang forefathers.

Not birds, not people
Sky house them - not the land.
Human become human faces,
Wings like crows!

But as soon as the ground solid
A touch of bare feet,
Eliminates the wings Gronów
And Hron turned into stones.

Off the ground
Wings voluntary own!

Off the ground
Wings voluntary own!
Carry away from earth
Wings voluntary own!

Silver firmament
Song poured in a marvelous dream,
Sing along with them the thunder of heaven,
Illuminating the face of the spring.

Children of the sky, the brothers wind,
Striver gave wings.
On the face of the sky merged them proud,
The wind tousled tresses.

Off the ground
Wings voluntary own!