Difference between revisions of "Rus'"
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One man turned thee from the ways of the heathen<br /> | One man turned thee from the ways of the heathen<br /> | ||
The old gods no longer held sway<br /> | The old gods no longer held sway<br /> | ||
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Have you sunk deeper, that now you would sacrifice<br /> | Have you sunk deeper, that now you would sacrifice<br /> | ||
Christians and your fellow men?<br /> | Christians and your fellow men?<br /> | ||
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| + | ===Chorus=== | ||
Rus'<br /> | Rus'<br /> | ||
Rus'<br /> | Rus'<br /> | ||
| − | Your temples you tore down, | + | ===Verse 2=== |
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| − | + | Your temples you tore down, your icons you ravaged<br /> | |
| − | As they | + | And millions you robbed of their bread<br /> |
| + | As they perished in Kyiv, in Moscow they fed on<br /> | ||
| + | The Lamb who for sinners was dead<br /> | ||
| − | + | The smoke from their relics ascended to heaven<br /> | |
| − | The saints all looked down in disgust | + | The saints all looked down in disgust<br /> |
| − | What thought you, to pray yet to Christ Pantocrator? | + | What thought you, to pray yet to Christ Pantocrator?<br /> |
| − | He is wroth, and his judgment is just | + | He is wroth, and his judgment is just<br /> |
| + | ===Chorus=== | ||
| + | ===Verse 3=== | ||
Thou wert the Kingdom of Heaven on Earth | Thou wert the Kingdom of Heaven on Earth | ||
Third Rome, | Third Rome, | ||
Orthodox Guardian, how could you stand idle | Orthodox Guardian, how could you stand idle | ||
Revision as of 22:12, 29 March 2012
Verse 1
One man turned thee from the ways of the heathen
The old gods no longer held sway
The Grand Prince would shudder could he see how quickly
One man once more led thee astray
Perun and Svarog demanded oblations
You slaughtered your brethren for them
Have you sunk deeper, that now you would sacrifice
Christians and your fellow men?
Chorus
Rus'
Rus'
Verse 2
Your temples you tore down, your icons you ravaged
And millions you robbed of their bread
As they perished in Kyiv, in Moscow they fed on
The Lamb who for sinners was dead
The smoke from their relics ascended to heaven
The saints all looked down in disgust
What thought you, to pray yet to Christ Pantocrator?
He is wroth, and his judgment is just
Chorus
Verse 3
Thou wert the Kingdom of Heaven on Earth Third Rome, Orthodox Guardian, how could you stand idle
