A lone warrior.

The swords crossed in a fierce battle Their steel was so resistant That she broke everything The invaders' squad ran forward through the corpses and devastation A squad of devastation, pain, and crying Eager for tears of blood I came to Russia, and the battle is scheduled here To the soldiers, under the birch trees Having conquered almost half the world He fixed his gaze on Russia The Germans wanted to sow death there But at sunset, a Rus' man blocked their path A squad of destruction, pain, and crying Eager for bloody tears He came to Rus', where a battle was appointed For the warriors under the birch trees In the last rays of the sun The blade flashed in his hands A lunge, a strike, a lunge, a strike The Teutons fell exhausted A squad of devastation, pain, and crying Eager for tears of blood I came to Russia, and the battle is scheduled here To the soldiers, under the birch trees The battle continued until morning The squad is defeated, Rusich is alive And Russia is alive with him A squad of devastation, pain, and crying Eager for tears of blood I came to Russia, and the battle is scheduled here To the soldiers, under the birch trees