Коловрат

Razvezlo road halfway
And on the third night fell dirty snow.
O, Kaur, do not joke,
It's hard to walk - Go to run.

So I told the wind which brought the fumes,
On the border of the city are crumbling.
Will brief intoxicating month - November
And as the river will rise - will come horde.

By dymam count how many of them?
Convened by its most,
Collect the last army,
Raise! Yes, there is nobody to raise ...

Do not drive the horses - a term not reach.
Whatever turn the ten vents.
And staffs copies rushing death -
It will be near Ryazan More churchyard.

Look, there's someone alive?
Shine, there's too dark,
Respond, well enough to remain silent!
Requirement ... Yes, there is nobody to rescue ...

In tears consider, how much revenge.
On the trail to walk like a wolf syt.
It will be a feast - a raven brings news
A forest womb steals trot.

And wait for the time axes,
And takes glow enemy camp.
Will sing the song in the centuries guslyar,
How to fight against a hundred thousand.

And when your land falls
New storm of the Black Gate,
Come and borrow a place in the ranks.
Near snaps your ancestor - Kolovrat.