You are hovering high
In the glacial sky, over sea abyss.
Seagull, the bird of grief,
Tell me - what have you seen?
Have you seen that wind
Carries valiant ships of varangian jarls
And strong fearless warriors go to the sea.

Depraved of hope, believing not in return
To face the force of fate...

Countless are the ships
That have left the black rocks in the mist of the night
Condemned to suffer and doomed to roam.
You have seen many of those
Men, who walked on the long path from shore to shore
And just few of them who made their way back from the sea.

Depraved of hope, believing not in return
To face the force of fate...warriors sail.

Bridge (in Ukrainan)

Give your blessing to them
For the warriors to return to their homes
From distant seas, and dangerous paths

Depraved of hope, believing not in return
To face the force of fate...
Depraved of hope, believing not in return
To face the force of fate... warriors sail.

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