SVYATOGOR
It wasn't at glorious of Kiev city
It wasn't at the Great Novgorod
But near to Sourozh town, where is the Russian sea
Near to Tmutarakan princedom
From the east where sun is rise
Not just once - is twice sunrise
First time through hill like bag of a stone
Second time above the mount, that taller than hill
It's isn't a hill, isn't a mount - it's Demigod is standing
His hands and feet as stone, hair His as snow, as ice
Sunlight looks at Him - as the blood is burning
It was so long time ago
And lived Svyatogor many years ago
He was so strong
And judged and punished to all the enemies
Svyatogor's power was destructive for Him
He wanted lift to the Mother Earth
With the seas, with the forests, cities, and with the people
One fine day found Svyatogor the stone bag
The bag of a stone, around hill
He took and lifted of Mother Earth
But Himself stuck in damp ground and died
It wasn't at glorious of Kiev city
It wasn't at the Great Novgorod
But near to Sourozh town, where is the Russian sea
Near to Tmutarakan princedom
It isn't a hill or mountain
It's Svyatogor Demigod is standing
His hands and feets as stone, hair His as snow, as ice
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