Years of prophecy
Dreams or truthful stories.
Might of ancestry behind
Is it fabulous tale, or maybe just myth

What we must sing
About concern, about joy?
What we must praise in our hymns
Warriors' courage and valour, or firmness?

Field is wide, we can't see edge
The way is long, can't see it's end
We can't find night sky down, can't touch the stars.

Gorgeous sunshine didn't prompt
Bright crescent didn't advise
And soothsayers were laid down
Our memory turned, now it's all false

Where are you gone, magicians
Who instructed us of living
Who can give us real knowledge
What is worth to hymning..

Field is wide, we can't see edge
The way is long, can't see it's end
We can't find night sky down, can't touch the stars.

Memory of a nation.
There are the songs of what we don't know
There were the days of the great glory
And were the days of the defeats

Heroes and mongrels.
There are the songs of what we don't know
There were the days of the great glory
And were the days of defeats

Where are you gone, magicians.
Where are you gone?

I'm coming back in to bright lands
From the past times sleeping in darkness
Stop your roaming, call the fathers
Who keep the Time in bright lands

Sunshine our land dispersing the dark
Restore the motion of the times
Sunshine our land filling with fire
Faith of tribes in sunny lands

Keeping a secret word in the stones
Hiding decay of wills in the barrows
Winds which rustle in crowns of trees
Disturbing the Memory they will revive it.

Sunshine our land dispersing the dark
Restore the motion of the times
Sunshine our land filling with fire
Faith of tribes in sunny lands

Magic of flames, spirit of water
Iron gods and mighty wizards
Merged and forged to make other world
Great new world, the world of steel

Hammer and anvil, muscles and force
Together they're making plough and swords
All what is needed for life and death
Our world is creating in

Sledge hammer you strike stronger
Steel you become form tempered

To be the a blacksmith is as to be a priest
You need to consort with the spirits
Play 'em and guide and hold them in hands
Great new world, the world of steel

Magic of flames, spirit of water
Iron gods and mighty wizards
Merged and forged] to make other world
Great new world, the world of steel

Sledge hammer you strike stronger
Steel you become form tempered

War is closed by us
Warriors die nearby
They defend their lands
From those who trespassed
Take your sword and bow and arrows
Saddle a horse, put on a hauberk

Forward! To the war to defend the land
Where you live
Where you grew up
Where you sing your songs

In bloody battle only spirit survive
Body will decay forever
Forever!

Demolish your sword
Send your arrows to foes
Make them run away
From the land where fathers lived
This is a reason to die without fear
Fight to the b?er end, you can't give up
Redden you sword with enemy blood
Don't spare yourself
Don't lose your heart
Don't lose your pure mind

In bloody battle only spirit survive
Body will decay forever
Forever!

Warriors are fighting and
Forefathers aren't ashamed
Your cause is just cause
Don't fear to die for it
Maybe you will never come back
Your bones will be pull apart
The corpse will vanish, but spirit will stay
For you offspring
To help them in life
In life with proudly raised head.

The songs are singing and the be?drinking
We are feasting we are pleasing the Gods
Night is like days 'cause fires light it
Joy is at faces and let fear become ashes

Night is like day and here is our happiness
Holiday of fathers and here is our gladness
Tomorrow we will be at work again
Now we're singing the songs, praising the gods

Gorgeous sunshine brings us joy
Bright sickle Moon is now with us
Holiday of fathers is now with us
Holiday of fathers is the holiday of ours
We gathered here together
To recollect our fathers

The time of battles for now passed
Let's chase away time of grief
Our children are here with us
Our ancestors are here with us

Gorgeous sunshine brings us joy
Bright sickle Moon is now with us
Holiday of fathers is now with us
Holiday of fathers is the holiday of ours