Ballada o Drevnerusskom Voïnie/Ballad of an Ancient Russian Warrior
Flocks of the birds were flying away, And smoke was floating in their way, It floated in the air; Feral rabble was still unaware, Where's the warrior that's gonna shout: "Stop!"
West was then rushing towards the East With crosses on armors and shields, Spears of Teutonic Knights aimed at Sun, and Smoke was coming from their battlefield. Eagle, wolf and the owl were amused when they felt Smell of Russian warriors' blood, And the forces of Devil promised assistance To Grand Master and Order of Hounds…
Saints in churches are now crying, The ringing bells Indicate the time to fight, and It's gonna be the hell, Triple hell, But there's no return!!
Warrior's rushing to battlefield, The stars will then show him the way, His heart is now frozen, he's full of power; He's been fighting for three nights and days, And the collar of slave has been knocked out of hands Of Grand Master, and blocks of the ice Are collapsing, while warrior's fighting for freedom, Warrior's fighting against German Knights…
Saints in churches are still crying, Though enemy's destroyed, Horse returns without the fighter; The battle was the hell, Triple hell, The warrior's been crucified!!
And ever since that fight, He shall be doomed To rise out of his tomb At the midnight; The warrior knows no fear Or 'ternal rest, Everything shall decay, Everything but him!
Since then seas started to evaporate, They do not exist anymore, Warrior rises out of his tomb, and At midnight he comes to the shore. Warrior roams through the night with a sword and a torch, He is looking for his brotherhood, He is looking for freedom, for which they were fighting German Knights, who then tried to intrude…
Saints in churches are still crying, And ringing tower bells Have been heard at the midnight, and The warrior descends To the hell, And there's no return!!