And Still It Will Be So

And still it will be so
A rumble reverberates in thawed snow
Ferocious skies. Shimmering dreams
That our world apart shall tear
Heralding wrath of distress in our woods
Severing skies with a hand soaked in blood
You have succeeded, but Rus’ will live on
And still it will be so
Treacherous sleep overwhelms our sons
Progenies of once great Aryan race
Haze of oblivion covers their eyes
Burns noble hearts, blemishes lands
You didn’t know that you served our foe
You died without discerning the cause
Enemy speared your life, and then
Lied to your children: “It wasn’t in vain! ”
Ignorant, murdered your brothers, and died
Shedding the blood of their equals
Heroes oppose and in slaughter unite
Wake up! Our Earth is enfeebled
And still in will be so
Though Gods lie slumbered in the West
And proud knights defeated rest
Now in the East our swards shall glow!
Furious vigour of flickering blades
Enemy temples will then desecrate!
Radiant Phoenix of agonal words
And still it will be so!
Blood-forged formation keeps on its way
Ever powerful grows Russian Order!
Be white and proud, keep striking backhand!
So sweet is the blood of impostor!
Keep marching ahead, my brother-in arms
More action, cut down useless words!
Harden your spirit and cherish your blood
Let the Mead of Kvasir in you burn!
Veins are swollen with fire of feverous wrath
Righteous fury this war shall ignite
On the crimson of weapons Rus’ coming back –
Sweet revenge to ancestors’ delight!