| О скалы грозные дробятся с ревом волны,
| O formidable rocks are crushed with the roar of the wave,
|
| И с белой пеной крутясь бегут назад,
| And with white foam, spinning, they run back,
|
| Но тверды серые утесы,
| But the gray cliffs are hard,
|
| Выносят волн напор над морем стоя.
| They endure the pressure of the waves over the sea while standing.
|
| От скал тех каменных у нас, варягов кости,
| From the rocks of those stone with us, the Varangians bones,
|
| От той волны морской в нас кровь руда пошла,
| From that wave of the sea, blood ore went into us,
|
| А мысли тайны от туманов,
| And the thoughts of the mystery from the fogs,
|
| Мы в море родились, умрем на море
| We were born in the sea, we will die in the sea
|
| Мечи булатны, стрелы остры у варягов,
| Swords are damask, arrows are sharp among the Varangians,
|
| Наносят смерть они без промаха врагу,
| They inflict death without a miss on the enemy,
|
| Отважны люди стран полночных,
| Brave people of midnight countries,
|
| Велик их Один бог, угрюмо море. | Their One God is great, the sea is gloomy. |