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I had a dream:

I rode the horse throughout the heavens

While Stribog's winds

Embraced my pagan heart

The Spring was green

The air so fresh

And dancing ravens

Foretold my fate

My journey to the stars

In that other world of serenity

In that pure and forgotten realm

Where noble willows touch the crystal streams

Flowing snappy underneath

The pride is bound to the memory

The land is the most precious gold

Forever-burning Sun enlightens the temples

Of the human Myth

From the darkness straight into Svarog's dawn!

From the weakness to the cosmic might!

Unleash Thy will, unchain Thy mind,

Thy oppressed yet unbeaten heart!

For Thine is the Law of the Hammer!

Thou art the Revenge of Old Gods!

Swaroga wielki blask,

Peruna święty gniew,

Welesa magia żyje w każdym z nas!

(translation:

The great splendour of Svarog,

The holy wrath of Perun

And the magic of Veles

Live in every of us!)

Shining past of the ancient soul -

I ask myself: "Where has it gone?"