Текст песни Игорь Печерский - Посолонь

Sobered hooves chime
 Bronze buckets throned ,
 Since the dawn of the lost prayers
 At the crossroads at the Cross .
 birch-bark stop
 Trampled Mostow cavity
 In a scattering of spray potёmok
 barefoot slug
 Posolon ... Posolon ...

            White- size reduction ,
            Smoke club taiga
            stone gods
            In the hands of the branches ...
            cool desert
            Sky ancient face ,
            Sun - wheel
            Spin the third capital ...
            Spin the third capital ...

 Clear Spasovo ubrus
 Patterns the embroidery thread years
 Eternal chopped black body
 Resurrection warm ,
 Trёhokonnoyu Hibari
 Belozersky monasteries ,
 Belted walked grass
 banks domes
 Posolon ... Posolon ...

 Bright and cheerful
 Songs dry sheaf
 At Woodland squeeze sweat,
 From vadi stoyaloy
 Greedy mouth did not drink ,
 Pouring bottomless
 Prigorshe living water ...
 Prigorshe living water ...

 Rusty eaten sonorous voice,
 Word freezes on the lips ,
 Without bribes in check silent ,
 Wet with the rod in his eyes .
 Perpetual taloyu water,
 Candlemas wet roads
 Rook knit shroud
 For paternal porog-
 Posolon ... Posolon ...

                     pine coffin
                     Hatched in the hall ,
                     Not sleep litigation
                     The demolition ,
                     without self-interest
                     Ashes , scattering bark
                     Obyurodev
                     Non-possession of the earth's ashes ...
                     Non-possession of the earth's ashes ...
                     Non-possessiveness ...