Текст песни Pagan Reign - Во времена былин

The Slavs lived in the land of rivers and forests
Always where the only sound the song of victory
As soldiers fought for the land of the fathers
And here the freedom of those glorious years

Now I am one among the forests and hills
The soul is full of clanging swords
And the breath of the wind of the great gods
A sun rays view of their eyes

I feel the power of the ancient tribes
Thank ancestors shines everywhere
She does not go out in broad storm times
And in the sky a free bird flies

Tall and proud of its flight
He praises the power of Svarog
And the revival of calls
Her silent no one can make

Blood pours river at the faces of fighters
For the freedom of the skies lit Kolovrat
It measures the life of the death of enemies
Eye to eye and held a weapon in the hands of compressed

Blood washed the heart of the enemy
Clear them to face freedom
We do not know a person's ancestors
It carried him through the years