Sacred Stone - Русь Святая
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Look to the west, the moon leaves
New runes are written by spring
Nights became longer again
After the death of two brothers of the princes
The bold wars of our tribes
And priests of bloodthirsty gods
Write the history of new times
Without brutal slave oxes

Saint Rus', look at us!
Holy Rus', our hour has come!
Saint Rus', we will win the battle!
Holy Rus', at all costs!

At dawn will converge in battle
Light and darkness, cross and star
And will remain in the wild
Souls of light there forever
The sound of prayer and crying candles
And the clang of swords is not heard
Hundreds of fighters did not return
But there is no yoke of slave oxes

Saint Rus', look at us!
Holy Rus', our hour has come!
Saint Rus', we won the battle!
Holy Rus', at a high price!