Текст песни Сураварг - Старый Варяг

Foam wave uplift tops and crashing on the rocks themselves
I'm going away to foreign lands to come back with victory

North wind waves abyss, but between waves howling blizzard
God would raise severe squad, unleash powerful blow on the enemy

Sneaky monsters fate is not enviable, fiery rdeyut Sail Ruyan
That did not fly over the sea resentment, revenge sacred seething ocean

Steeper towering bulk of policies for water, vents bottomless anger roar
Red wolves carved lodi again face the unknown path

Hands on the oars play units, and under the blows of tackles creak
Ardent warriors forge voices and petrels in the clouds cry

Feeling luck in cooking raging God Perun illuminates our banner
Looking at the belligerent outbursts of Svarga, just smiles old Varyag