Василь Лютий - Во Славу Прави, Во Имя Руси - текст песни, слова, перевод, видео

The steppe is wide, its chest has opened, the free wind is rustling in the field, it has disappeared behind huge clouds, the bright sun is shining, God is shining, the weary ears of corn are mowing, turning towards the mighty earth, and with a frantic, heated voice, Rus' began to sing in the evening dawn.

This song is strong and spacious, it will go from soul to soul, I will convey a perky mood that you can’t buy these for pennies, it will strengthen and celebrate our victory, don’t ask her to shut up, she is alive and makes the heart happy for the glory of Rule in the name of Rus'.

My native language and my native land, I love your rivers, meadows, dissolving with your nature, My Rus', you are so dear to me, I will take the sword out of its damask sheath, securing the hilt in my fist, and Perun’s rolling thunder will echo with the moon in the distance.

This song is strong and spacious, it will go from soul to soul, I will convey a perky mood that you can’t buy these for pennies, it will strengthen and celebrate our victory, don’t ask her to shut up, she is alive and makes the heart happy for the glory of Rule in the name of Rus'. (2 times)