Текст песни Pagan Reign - Пролитая кровь

We lived when - on the wondrous land
Not knowing of lies and deceit.
And trusted friend, like himself,
And cherished honor without blemish.

Our spirit has been great as a crown of oak trees,
A mighty force of the wind.
We have shed the blood of our gods
And Rod fearlessly defended.

He knew every soldier that took up the sword,
With no strong force of Perun.
And this force can not be neglected,
When the enemy is raging fiercely.

We have shed blood on this earth.
It will be our forever.
And in vain enemy raging fire at dawn,
Our system can not be beat.

Gone are the days forgotten fathers
But the power of the land remained.
And again, it awakens the heart
And the power of the Slavs that remained.

Slav was wise as an owl night
And strong as a pack of wolves.
But it is the strength of the force of the earth,
And the strength of the unity of the Slavs