We are the nation which washed off by blood We suffered a long time, but we have a heart We have nation spirit, we have nation soul You think you may kill us. Try to kill us all!
We are peoples, which want not so much We live in a fetters, but freedom waits for us We live as we can and died as we lived The blood flows on white snow but We will revenge
We have our heroes, we have our gods They like native land, they will fight for us We stand for a struggle, we bring them to grave And we became free, but they became slaves.
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