Our empire shall shine upon the earth, from Europe, Asia, and the Americas to the ends of the sky!
Across the land, all shall sing: glory to Byzantine, the splendor of all mankind!
Our double-headed eagle shall gaze proudly upon the vault of heaven; from the Imperial City to the Caucasus, iron cavalry shall surge like waves!
The earth shall inscribe your deeds: clad in purple robes, King of Kings!
The lion Nicholas defended his throne; the empire's ambition restored its glory!
Raise high crown and scepter in salute—dedicate yourselves to the empire, O brave King!
The City of Seven Hills and the realm of Third Rome—the fire of justice shall burn false paganhood to ashes!
With sword and cross, build eternal walls—Nicholas I, a Tsar forged of steel!
Ura! Ura!
Our empire shall shine upon the earth, from Europe, Asia, and the Americas to the ends of the sky!
Across the land, all shall sing: glory to Byzantine, the splendor of all mankind!
Our empire shall shine upon the earth, from Europe, Asia, and the Americas to the ends of the sky!
Across the land, all shall sing: glory to Byzantine, the splendor of all mankind!
A thousand years of lamplight shone over the realm; golden double eagles looked down in every direction!
The honor witnessed by Hagia Sophia—the dream the empire passed down for ten thousand generations!
A thousand years of lamplight shone over the realm; golden double eagles looked down in every direction!
The honor witnessed by Hagia Sophia—the dream the empire passed down for ten thousand generations!
Ura! Ura!
Ura ura ura ura!