The bees are huming in my handful, your lungs are filled with water
The morning fades in handful sad as soldiers dog
My hands are full of gravel, grinding snowy clouds
Crying, as lamenting grindstone and I'm swooping on your shoulders

I'll slumber, you'll come
Evenings going to be red
Enemy will fall, everything will change
My Lithuania unfated are you scared? (are you scared?)

Blizzards rised third time, bees felt down from the palms
The city's bell has weeped and humed, brothers gone among the forests
All night long mourning birchs complained to lindens
Flooded with blood redness our hollow homes

I slumbered - you did not return
Where did the red evenings gone?
Path is idle as empty cross
My Lithuania unfated are you scared?

I slumbered - you did not return
Where did the red evenings gone?
Path is idle as empty cross
My Lithuania unfated are you scared? (are you scared?)

My Lithuania unfated are you scared?