Bandura zn z velk dlky
Igricov hraj dost
Zataneme beze zbran
Zazpvejme pro radost
Naslouchejme hlasu ohn
Plamen nebe otvr
Nak-li, zkza pijde
Dobrou zprvu zazpv
Star slunce dokonv
A nov se rod zas
Pocti Pna Slunovratu
A v polch zraje pln klas
Vesna a se vrt
Slava, slava
Slava, slava
Slava, slava
Slava, slava
Mil moji, vidte mne?
Vladyka se pchou dme
Stoly se dnes prohbaj
Medovinou pipijme
A ze zem vzejde hojnost
A jsme syti cel rok
Velesovi poctu vzdejme
Pozvednme sladk mok
A plstve medem petkaj
V lesch a se rod zv
Pokleknme mil moji
Svou litbu proveme
Vesna a se vrt
Slava, slava
Slava, slava
Slava, slava
Slava, slava
Slava, slava
Slava, slava
Slava, slava
Svou litbu proveme
Vesna a se vrt
Svou litbu proveme
Vesna a se vrt
Slava, slava
Slava, slava
Slava, slava
Slava, slava
Slava, slava
Slava, slava
Slava, slava
Slava, slava
Slava, slava
[English translation:]
SLAVA
Tones of pandore
From far away,
Today the buskers play,
Let's dance whole night,
There's no time for fight.
The voice of fire
Will tell us why,
Today we can see
The opened sky,
Crying out
For next bad year,
Singing aloud
For richer gear.
The old sun is falling down,
There's the new one
Borning now.
Lord of solstice
Waits for you,
To ask him
For full trees of fruit,
The spring to come.
Slava, slava, slava...
"My dearist,
Can you see?"
The sovereign
Is hidden here.
Behind the mass
Of food and mead,
This is what
We really need.
The land will give us
Larger yeald,
To let us survive
Another year,
To give the honor,
To start to sing.
Pledge the goblet,
Mead we drink.
Overflowing honeycombs,
Woods with bees
In all the trunks,
If we kneel
And ask the lord,
The spring will come
And will not go.
This lyric was posted anonymously. Not yet confirmed by Book of Metal.
