Ode II
Satarial
Chtob lyudej ot t'my
Hristianstva spasti,
I ogon' v ih serdca prinesti
I svoej krasotoj dorogu
K drevnim Bogam osvetit'
Vyshla koroleva iz volshebnogo lesa
V mir gorodov lyudskogo nevezhestva
I krov'yu svoej voskresila ona
Velikogo Princa Ognya
I v plotskom soyuze
Rozhden byl Drakon,
Chtoby mstit' za bol' drevnih Bogov.
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