My country revives,
Raising against the foreign religion, which is ruling here
Our nation once more believed in its power
Voice of our ancestors will show the guilty of sorcery and curse

By the common fight we can survive
Invincible and free form cross-shaped lies
By the hard battle times, by hunger, by death
We will win this war, driven by our wrath

Ref.
This land will arise, and the folk will rise with it
Native faith will become the only one again
It's the end of slavery of hearts
Let's give back the freedom to Gods with our blood and our sword