The dim woods, the snowy fields, The deep lakes - it's my land! The great warriors, the pagan rituals, The ancient gods - ifs my land! On my land I stand And admire It's beauty It's dim forests and It has dark oakgroves It has endless fields and It has snowy hills It has transparent lakes and It has deeply rives It's a country of my ancestors' It's my ancestors land! Many years ago on that ancient land Lived, fought and died great warriors Clanged steel of swords and flew blood of enemies Many great battles took place in that country But my ancestors have never kneeled And they always defeated their adversaries. Once upon a time there worshiped great gods For true ancient pagan deities them Altars again are standing in the forests Now we again come unit with nature. We again hear call of forests Blood of ancestors is flowing in our veins Their voices sounding in our brains And we sharpen our swords Great war has just began We'll protect our ancient land!