1. HERALDS OF THE SUN

Drops of sacred tears, lost in the river of time.
It is but a stream of conscious sorrow,
For our eyes are burnt by the glow of a divine star.
Which offered us life, in a splendid land.
Among the ancient trees, and the honorable's burial haven !

As the armies of a luminous eye,
As a light in darkness,
As a prayer in a silent obscurity,
The beams of our faithful chants will dwell, forever, in Eternity !

We are the heralds of the sun !
We sing the beauty of our land !
And as incarnated deities, with soldiers' eyes,
We engrave this ode to the all-mighty being !

We are the heralds of the all-mighty Belus, incarnated on This earth,
In the white shining land of snow, illuminated, by the Spirit of the ancient ways ...

We are the heralds of the sun.