Our knowledge is nothing About the times of yore But there is wisdom We still obliged to know Where there are poles And the stellar ways ends Behind the mountains From immemorial time
In the wake of akvellon Lives that mighty tribe Behind the mountains In hyperborean's land
Titans of past epoch Siberians they are Sons of a strong dominion Forged by the frost The power of the will In sibir land they knew Goliaths of the past epoch A glorious spawn
Titans of past epoch Siberians they are Sons of a strong dominion Stronger than frost
Proud of freedom and independence We are resolute In display of the power of will We feel the fathers maintain us Homeland feeds us with power
Sons of the decadence think twice Your era is fading away On the earth tormented by lie One day peace will come again