Hey! Once Sławians* went
On fields, behind tamaluses,
Mist lies on meadows
Oh - Dido, oh - Łado**!
Field shines from lights
They were jumping over bonfires
Untill the dawn came bright
Oh - Dido, oh - Łado!
They were dancing and jumping,
Untill withe elders came
Until elders came with advice
Oh - Dido, oh - Łado!
"Enemy is coming with worriors,
You must go to war, brave fighters***!"
They are riding on horses already
Oh - Dido, oh - Łado!
At morning into houses' doorsteps,
Came the Slavic gods
They met in group
Oh - Dido, oh - Łado!
And they stub out the holy candle
And put sword on it
Oh! Sword, a prodigy craft!
Oh - Dido, oh - Łado!