Letra de My Lands

My Lands are obscure faces of the woods. My Lands are the melodies of the forest streams. The Lands of Rus' - belong to me eternally. And I am extolling you again At the darktime… By the fire swirling up. By its sparkles in the night. And by the wind blowing away… Come to us through the thunderstorms, Perun the Warrior of Zlata Svarga. Come up Through the thunderstorms With the cloud-burst, Oust the wicked ones out! Oust them!