1. IF YOU'RE A SLAVONIC

The sacred will of our fathers
Has fled through the years
Finally mighty perun-god
Has woke us up from sleep
It's th call, brother, for the final battle
Leave for the heirs the pride of the honour
If You're a slavonic

If You're a slavonic - it's the same battle for us
If You're a slavonic - it's the same earth for us
If You're a slavonic - there's the same faith fou us
Brother of mine, the same power we have

The land where me forefathers has laid to rest
The were faithful sons of slavonic kind
The heros who struggled for the Honour for the freedom
For your homeland

In your veins runs slavonic blood
In your eyes shines slavonic wrath
Revenge, revenge in the name of the fathers
Slavonic sword in your arms


2. RAHOWA

The ancestors of the white race
The aryan warriors
Have protected theri lands
From the foe's lies
From the foe's lies

Race holy war

So many years europe burns in fire
Hmumanity burns
Little white children
More fire
Everything will burn out
And only the racial war
Will save us from this fire

To the hour has come
To attack the enemy
With the sword
The sword which shall bring back
The white truth for the white world
And the white people
Shall believe in the life again
With the honour our heirs shall say
"This is my land"


3. JAN STUART

From your palms the bird flew to sky
You was the one who showed us the way of the hope

You told the bird to wake up
The white men
And to proclaim - we've found
The new strength - the thw white strength

Ian stuart - is the one who rose up the warrior's spirit
Ian stuart - is the one who's made this step
Ian stuart - we'll never forget you
Ian stuart - you'll stay in our souls forever

Meaningless death take the lives of the best
So this is happened - forever you left us
But the deeds you've started - never shall stop

You've made the great step for the victory
You've called the men of europe to fight
The white race's hero -- your name shall never fade

And the time shall come for the white one to win
This victory - will be your victory
For you sang this in your victory
For your songs has woke in our hearts
The spirit of the struggle


4. MY HEART, BLOOD OF MINE

Where dnipro spreads wide
Where carpathian mountains is
Where's the black sea
Where sun unites the skies
Were's forests so deep
Where winds walks through the fields
There's my own home land
My heart, blood of mine

This is my land
My heart, blood of mine
My honour is you
Glory, fame to you
Rise up from your knees, my people
Do not stop your fight
Raise the flag up to the sky
You belong to me

I am your warrior, the knight of yours
Your pride I'll fight for
Your name I'll rise to the stars
No others will rule in my fathers land
I break all the foes
Never for them to get my fatherland
Gods say - go forwards
With the fire and sword
For your mother land to set free
For the justice to return
This is your country
Your heart, blood of yours
Your pride and honour
Your own mother


5. 88!

The pure blood, the white skin
The white youth - it's our hope
This song is for white race
Four you, brother of mine.

88 - for white men
88 - for race and nation
88 - for europe
88 - for fatherland

With every step
We become stronger and stronger
The hour will come soon
For us to change the world
The victory of the white race is near
It's time to unite our forces
The warriors of justice
The brothers in blood
The brothers in race
The white unity of people of europe
Is the only way to victory

Glory to slavonic gods
Who give us the strength in this battle
Glory to the heroes
The aryan warriors
Who gave their lives away
For the eternal glory
Your power, your fame
Is always with us


6. THE CHOSEN ONES WAY

They raised up the flag of the struggle
Great glory for you, faithful sons
Who's chose their way in life
The way for the white race, for native home

Oh, the chosen ones way
Is the way of the aryan warriors
Oh, the chosen ones way
Is the way of the faithful sons

Remember the evil enemy's tyranny
In your land in the dark evil years
The ones who weren't the infame army's slaves
The ones took the swords and went...

Remember the tears in mother's eyes
Her son has died in battle
Mother's pain we remember
The time will come, we'll revenge
Our brothers' death


7. THE PAST WILL NEVER DIE

The past will never die in our hearts
And the pain for the native Land
Never dies, never stops
The truth is not to fail
But to tell to humanity of those
Who covered ukraine with blood
My only native land
In the years of the red lie
The earth was soaked with blood
Of its children who died for freedom sake
The children chosen by god

For whom's sake the aryan warriors
Spilt their blood
For whom's sake the aryan warriors
Ploughed their earth

Together they rose to the bloody battle
The hiers of their land
The land that has always
Belonged to them only
Their lifes are given away in the battle
Brave warriors
Best sons of ukraine - perun's warriors

Sun is clear, sky is blue
Valliant warriar where are you?
The armour waits for its hero
Warrior of aryan blood