1. THE PROPHETIC

I will pass
Along the covert paths, by my Veda.
I won't have a backdoor.
And I'll get a grip of the Universe Harmony.

Veles the Prophetic – I am thy wanderer…

Prophetic deity sheds its starmilk
From the sky upon the divine crossroads.
By Kalinov Farriage,
Where the Edge of the Beyond is,
Where Alatyr-White Hoarstone is,
And the Navja's Domains are.

I am on my way again,
I follow by Veda's sign far beyond the endless expanse.
Moon sheds light as the Sun of the Dead,
Grey Raven leads me on the path.

In the haze of times,
At the ancient ages
The sombre shroud of his prophetic dreams
Flaps with the wings of Nav'.

Veles twists the Spire of worlds,
And Svarog beats with his hammer.
And Perun's thunder
Rips the firmaments again,
Spilling life-giving waters.

In the backwoods,
Under the stark fir boughs,
Under Marena's pale face,
Raven flaps with his black wings.
And I gaze at the horizons,
I hear:
“I am – thy path,
And the path is eternal…”


2. PERUN'S ARROWS

Your silent face is so dismal, Forest.
Tell me what's with you.
Nightfall is coming…
I'll shatter your peace and quiet,
I'll come forth to you.
And I'll see a crowd of warriors
In the shades of the woods,
Hear the song of the arrows
And the thunder of battleblast.
Where are you? Where you have gone?
Slavonic tribe, we forget who we are.
We're like birds without the nests.
One never knows if we'll be wiped
Off the face of the earth, buried in oblivion.
Let's take our hearts…

They will be haunted by Perun's arrows,
By the wrath of my ancient gods.
I make them defeated,
I bring Rus' the freedom from the black fetters.
How long we'll be like the dead?
Why we are burying ourselves?
We shatter mighty race to pieces…
Forgive us, Sva Mater.

We sing the praises to Svjatovit,
We shall stand up as the Perun's horde with the swords.
The Wisdom of Veles is our gift.
The burning flame of Semargl
Will purify everything from the filth.

There is a few of us, but mind-and-heart strenghtened.
We stand for our strong will.
Svarog leads us by the Prav's Path,
And Zlat Perun loads his arrow upon the rainbow in the sky.


3. INTO THE FOREST FAR BEYOND THE RAINBOW

Enticed by maids into the forest far beyond the rainbow.
Murdered violently by foes.
The battle was long, the swords were crossed.
Chest was pierced with the cold blade…

The Serene Sun has frozen in my eyes.
And I've fallen on the earth blooded.

And dark-eyed beauty
Is crying,
Her tears are falling
Upon the vernal weeds…
Enticed by maids
Into the distant woods,
Death had welcomed me soon…
In the woods far beyond the rainbow.


4. 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!