Plemena / Tribes
The Tale of Igor's Campaign
- Let’s begin our song
- Might it not become us, brothers
- War horns in Novegrad
- Then Igor set foot in the golden stirrup
- Igor with army
- Oh, Russian land!
- Spears
- In the field slumbers
- You stand your ground
- That Oleg forged feuds with the sword
- Then, across the Russian land
- What dins unto me
- For now, brothers
- Abundant woe made its way midst the Russian land
- Kayala
- And Svyatoslav saw a troubled dream
- You, turbulent Rurik
- No longer indeed does the Sula flow
- The time has come to lower your banners
- Yaroslavna’s incantation
- The sea plashed at midnight
- Oh, Donets!
- Said Bayan, song-maker of the times of old
- Voices weave across the sea to Kiev
