Song of the Northern Mages
spiritual
magic
mystic
magi
angelikasky
etchnic
esoterics
Lyrics
English translation
MAGI
Hail, Svarog,
World creator,
Fire god,
You are our heavenly father.
Give us power,
Bless,
Disperse the darkness
And incinerate the enemies.
The North is our homeland,
Lada is our mother.
We are aces,
We are Russians,
Nobody can break us.
In joy and love
We are living,
Singing Heaven.
We are the priests of an ancient cult,
Magi and arbiters of fate.
We run a pyramid
And snowy Antarctica.
We know the secrets of the Universe,
We live in a sacred grove.
Only the chosen one
Can find a way.
Only the chosen one
Can find a way.
We are the priests of the glorious God.
You will not find a way to us.
Only the chosen one
Can find a way.
Only the chosen one
Can find a way.
Star smith,
Reveal your face,
Illuminate the way,
Inspire to accomplish.
Spirits of the earth,
Spirits of water,
Spirits of fire,
Get everyone here.
In the northern lights
And in the rustle of the winds
We hear voices
Of white gods.
We call to the ground
Their light and wisdom of Heaven.
We are the priests of an ancient cult,
Magi and arbiters of fate.
We run a pyramid
And snowy Antarctica.
We keep the secrets of the Universe,
We do magic in the sacred grove.
Only the chosen one
Can find a way.
Only the chosen one
Can find a way.
We are the priests of the glorious God.
You will not find a way to us.
Only the chosen one
Can find a way.
Only the chosen one
Can find a way.