The Rus

From the lands of sweden they came

862 was the year

Sailing under the flag

Of Rurik spreading fear

Nowgorod was their stronghold called

The lands around they subdue

Blonde warriors cunning

Mighty and true

The rivers they rule

Warriors to the core

The rus they are called

Standing proud and tall

Here their word is the law

The rus they are called

Swjatoslav their present king

His names is like thunder on the plain

He conquered the bulgars

And chasars by sword and flame

They rule the rivers to Miklagard

And to pass we must pay

A mighty kingdom

to last for many a day