Sons and daughters of weakness

They don't believe in pagan freedom

They don't believe in bestial force

Grand fathers from the lands of shadows

Narrate us your old legends from our fatherland as it was

Let us know how it should be

Concede us the lost knowledge

Lead us to the heathen stronghold

The great forest from your myth

Mixing our blood and our land

By and for the laws of nature

Forever in our hearts and souls