Not for rich, not for the sake of glory Dear lords and ladies, earls and noble dames, Let me tell you my exciting story, Springing from the Northern Lands among the kames! Centuries ago, I know for certain Everything was different from green nowadays… But let me rise the curtain, Lights are going down, let the show begin…
In the middle of woods with crystal-clear lakes, Heavy rivers and boundless fields, Evergreen trees powdered with snowflakes, Very long time ago, for the first in these parts There was founded a small settlement, Had grown into a great realm afterwards!
Here’s my land, here is the cradle of heroes, massed Amazing old histories, I adore! Here’s my land and I will fight for her to the last! My land – my solid haven forevermore!
Many rumors I heard, when I wondered around, Many countries I’d seen, but my, My Nevrida was the land to resound! Steady valiant guards on the walls made of stone – In the heat, in the cold they will, Will defend their land – that was known!
Here’s my land, here is the cradle of heroes, massed Amazing old histories, I adore! Here’s my land and I will fight for her to the last! My land – my solid heaven forevermore!
Here’s my land, here is the cradle of heroes, massed Amazing old histories, I adore! Here’s my land and I will fight for her to the last! My land – my solid heaven forevermore!