Солнцеворот [Solntsevorot] [Solncevorot] [English translation]

The light of the Moon is running over the forest,

Leaves are glorifying gods in a whisper,

Singing a song to Veles.

Voice of mermaids is calling from the banks.

Let grasses wash themselves with dew

Bonefires enlighten the meadows

Touch the life-giving water

While bringing the wreaths to the heads.

Brothers are looking to the sky

Hailing the gods

Giving the great tribute

Filling horns with vine

Let the round dances sing a song loudly

Glorifying summer Solstice

Higher gods will merge with us

Our faith will never die

Time turned back on the sunset

Marking for us the days of Kupala

We will be glorifying the spirit of our ancestors

Giving the tribute to our God

Rise your sight, rise to the sky, hoy!

Pray to the gods, fill the horns, hoy!

Rise your sight, turn to the Sun, hoy!

Awake the heart, rise the faith, hoy!

Lush braids are waving

Flying over the hot bonefire

And wreaths of birch are swimming

Along the river as the green carpet

Loud song are flooding around

Echoing above the fields

The voice of Slavs is flying above the forest

Glory to you our russian land!

Rise your sight, rise to the sky, hoy!

Pray to the gods, fill the horns, hoy!

Rise your sight, turn to the Sun, hoy!

Awake the heart, rise the faith, hoy!

• Artist:Arkona
• Album:Возрождение