Ancestors Land


The dim woods, the snowy fields,

The deep lakes - It's my land!

The great warriors, the pagan rituals,

The ancient gods - It's my land!

On my land I stand and I admire It's beauty

It's dim forests and It has dark oakgroves

It has endless fields and It has snowy fields

It has transparent lakes and It has deeply rivers

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 the ground

And they always defeated their adversories.

Once upon a time there worshipped great gods

For true ancient pagan deities

People made sacrifice and prayed them

And now true belief returns

Altars again are standing in the forests

Now we can again come unite 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 begun

We'll protect our ancient land!