A keresés eredménye

Peony

Žiemynėle, Žiedkelėle,
Bless the soil, bless a flower,
Bless a bee, bless the honey,
Bless those fallen on ice,
Bless the grass, bless the dew,
Bless a young heart of courage,
Bless a stone and wind,
Bless a warrior defender
 
Oi vija pinavija
Bullets rain throught the night
Oi vija pinavija!
 
Oi vija pinavija
Stars smith a sword
Oi vija pinavija!
 
Žemynėle, Žiedkelėle,
Bless a father and a mother,
Bless a sister, bless a brother,
Bless a child and an old man,
Bless our white shore,
Green village, sacred forest,
Bless all those who protected
Our Motherland
 
Oi vija pinavija
Bullets rain throught the night
Oi vija pinavija!
 
Oi vija pinavija
Stars smith a sword
Oi vija pinavija!
 
Oi vija pinavija
Old truths do not rust
Oi vija pinavija!
 
Oi vija pinavija
We shall not go to slavery, brothers
Oi vija pinavija!
 
Žemynėle Žiedkelėle...
Žemyna Žemynėle
Žemyna Žiedkelėle...
 
Oi vija pinavija
Bullets rain throught the night
Oi vija pinavija!
 
Oi vija pinavija
Stars smith a sword
Oi vija pinavija!
 
Oi vija pinavija
Old truths do not rust
Oi vija pinavija!
 
Oi vija pinavija
We shall not go to slavery, brothers
Oi vija pinavija!
 

Nine White Rivers

Where the Godling drank of dew
A spring had appeared there
And we bathed ourselves in its waters
We asked of our Solar Mother
 
How do we reach the furthest shore
Not forgetting our name
Not losing ourselves as if in the wilderness
And finding the way home again
 
Where nine white rivers flow
Where nine wooden boats rock
Where nine brothers sail
And by nine names is God invoked
 
Where fall nine shooting stars
Where rise nine dawns
Where the nine sisters stir
For nine generations Fortune smiles so
 
Where the Godling drank of honey
We took each a star of heaven
And on the hives we rested
We asked of Old Man Moon
 
For wisdom or gold should we strive
By mind or heart should we live
As if our hands were an offering flame
We raise our earth to heaven