Undying sun of native land!   The blood is not as purple as you are   The clouds of smoke   Are black stains on your wounded body      The oak forest like a faded flash of ideas   Drawned in the blood of the dead souls and rains   With unconfident strength of weakening shoulders   The sword crashed down on the defenders’ land      Undying sun of native land!   The blood is not as purple as you are   The clouds of smoke   Are black stains on your wounded body   The land was burning with sorrow and wrath   And crying ruthlessly tore the sky apart   I close my eyes   No way. No escape   From the cries and moans      The land was burning with sorrow and wrath   And crying ruthlessly tore the sky apart   I close my eyes   No way. No escape   From the cries and moans   Oh, mighty gods, where are you   Suffering and pain set in on our land!      Oh, mighty gods, where are you   (turned away, forgot, don’t see)   Suffering and pain set in on our land!      We asked for protection   You did not hear us   We prayed for salvation, but -   You did not answer our prayers   No answer, hence, no hope...      Oh, mighty gods   With your name on our lips   Our warriors went to the world of darkness   No answer - hence -   No hope…   THERE IS!      The god will die without a man   But will a man die without a god?   No, no!   And we will prove it…