A keresés eredménye

Marzanna

Versions: #1
The cold and the shiver, the thunderstorm of the universe.
Again I invoke you to my heart and blood, Marzanna!
My soul cries, she carelessly howls,
She rips and bite himself like a wolfs herd, Marzanna!
Pain or fear? again I have hope.
Descend to the doomed flesh,
My blind joy flails in chains
In my vain life there is not rest for me, Look it Marzanna!
 
The mirror of the world is holded with the fear
For me there are not paths ahead in the past essence, Marzanna!
The happiness like a sword is impregnated with blood,
Take my soul to the Kingdom of the Dead, Marzanna!
A rage cloud of terrible victories
Is with me, on the repentance of the human soulds, Marzanna!
And on the eternal song of the immortals' world
Sing for me the ballad of death, Marzanna!
 
The Fathers Gods are on earth
Watching our inside.
And (Watching) the destinies of the leaders' offspring
Under the omnipotent lineage
Strengthen you, faith mine
Stand up across the grubbiness face
Do not ascribe to you the de deaths
You are not a childish prophet.
 
Stop, return you! You are wandering on the disturbance of a revelation!
Where are the destiny's voice? Do not hide your obedience aspect.
You are doomed to the torment with the curse of the heavens!
Do not... Do not condemn my immortal sould to the exile.
 
The bright eyes yearn dark nigths
The abominable spirit dreams with the sacred days
The dark horses are going in pursuit
The pervasive fires dance with courage.
 
The dark sun in the Equinox day
Yearns the end of the madness thoughts
In your dreams there is a light entrance
The ancestral wizard will send to you a hope ancestor.
 
He will wash with the rain the banal whim
You will escape from the dark wolfs herd
But in the nigth of the purification of the treacherous ideas
Again you will submerge in the a apocalyptic dreams pool.
 
The eternity is covered with perpetual
darknesses.
 
Bright Krada, succor the light,
Succor my mother, bless the rainbow.
I sing you dark Marzanna
Leave me for now.
Disappear you in the forest!
I sing, glorious alive
To your face the great song
Give a rest to my oppressed sould,
Which is alive with me in vain.
 
I will not allow enthrall my heart nor my sould,
Marzanna do not you dare seduce me.
 
In the eye of the hope there is a radiant ligth,
Before those who carry the sad oblivion of souls. Marzanna!
But we will defeat the omnipotent fury
With that faith incarnation which fight for the life, Marzanna!
The fear in the face of death again calls for us.
We will look back and we will believe in the destiny, Marzanna!
A blind person is with fear in front the life
But I will rip the veil across the death, Marzanna!
 
An eternal warrior with a mild will
That fathered in agony, will sing to you again, Marzanna!
After remembering the past, miserably pronouncing
to the essence of perdition: 'Life never dies', Marzanna.
Persecuted by the domain of the skies, strangely
Look into nothingness, obstinately swooping to the bottom, Marzanna!
And into the void of a unconcerned world
The death in dreams truly curses, Marzanna!
 

The Vedas of the past

They sing us the dead songs from the Vedas of the past.
The glory died out, it freeze like the moon in the firmament.
Again deepening us into the darkness, we not aspire victories.
Again we run away, without letting freedom return.
 
The will of the Gods is the faith in our future
Sleep in a vacuum, just like a dead.
A depressing power calls you
The fathers' memory is a grey mist.
 
Despite Them
Again we will be reborn from the ash!
We hear in the winds the ancient ancestors' voice!
Without stopping the force of Stribog's wind.
That restores the spirit of forgotten times.
 
The will of the Gods is the faith in our future
Sleep in a vacuum, just like a dead.
A depressing power calls you
The fathers' memory is a grey mist.
 

The Power of the gloriouses

Versions:
The Power of the gloriouses, blood or war!
For their glory we drink our cups to the bottom!
The honor will be given with the battles, the revenge of the brothers is strong!
Blood for blood! again the war echoes with the immortals!
 
The power of our land!
The death of the foreign blood!
Again the freedom called us to its way!
 
The true way of the centuries.
The runes defeated
To those Dazhd'bog's sons,
To those Perun's sons.
 
They looked with a bitter sadness
To the grey trees.
They remembered the runes
And the ancient times.
 

On raw earth

Oh you river, the river is wide,
Oh, dear, tremulous, deep,
You tell about your path
Oh, yes! about the grief of mother earth.
Oh, yes brothers, Forest Brothers,
Tree-grandfathers, yes age-old,
How much time has gone,
Yes, through the centuries it came down to earth.
 
Doomed hands uplifting
To the monastery of Rod, again I ask:
 
Oh, yes! Yes mother dawn
Oh, do not disturb your song of the nightingale.
 
Stand before the sun burning hot,
Before the great mind, turn to the sleeping!
 
Eternity sleeps in the darkness
As if waiting for war
Napping faith hopelessly.
Brothers on earth
Their hearts are in captivity
Moaning pain is doomed.
 
In the wet earth, that in your tears,
Carry native Vedas.
 
Let the rain wash away sorrow in the eyes of the blind,
We are back for victory!
 
Raise your eyes free
Touch the smooth forest soul.
Forgotten spaces
Soul beckon after him.
Intoxicating spirit of freedom
Fire heart pulls
I am known again
The light of the ruins that was forgotten.
 
And dawn again, piercing into the darkness
She echoes that she is alive,
That faith that the old precepts betrayed.
By the glory of disappearing into the darkness of centuries of old,
Where are we going, without knowing our relatives?
Where are we hurrying, turning the gaze from the old truth?
What are we waiting for? From the world of alien sweet reward?
Sticking teeth into Jav, we run from the clan tree.
But the brothers say with a loud voice: 'We are alive, Grandfathers!'
 
And with the voice of the night, you make the covenants
The essence of the eternal, that is hidden to us.
And glory beckoning eclipses sulfur eyes.
We are sons of light, we are sisters of the night!
 

Colo Navi

Swim bloody veil
Only in the dusk look sending
What eyes see before themselves
Hovering in the arms of Navi?
 
Consciousness in dreams sees a dream
How do you soar over reality
Among the flock of hungry crows
That your light is eclipsed
 
Fly for the sun
In the arms of the clouds
Fly, don't be afraid
To the palace of the Guardian of dreams
 
Pal, yes in the field
By Perun's will
I went to the ground
Hugged maru gently
 
Mara's feet
For a manila
Pela in the crescent
Lullaby song
 
I sleep in the depths
Brothers in the crook
Sweet sleep me
Yes, do not go back
 
The voice of the gods will send my soul
In the highlight of dreams rolls Colo Navi
I’ll throw myself down, but keep Mary in hand
I see fire on my mound
 
I again see the glare of the fire
Soul relatives will hear me
In bitter tears memory lives
Stribog my song will sing
 

I'll Go Out Into the Wild

Oh, I'll go out into the field.
Hello, free freedom!
Under the roof of the heavens
My song will spill!
 
My eyes gaze into the expanse beyond
My heart is calling and calling
Into the the forest depths, where
The sparrow's song will spill.
 
I'll go out into the wild,
into the wide field.
I'll run out towards the wind, eh-ha!
I'll bow to Yarilo,1
I'll rise up to irij.2
With the song of the old testament, eh-ha!
 
The birches quietly cry
Shedding their tears
Over the wide river
Over the glassy water
 
At the crimson sundown
Say a good word
So that Yarilo to all the world
Will give beauty.
 
I'll go out into the wild,
into the wide field.
I'll run out towards the wind, eh-ha!
I'll bow to Yarilo,
I'll rise up to irij.
With the song of the old testament, eh-ha!
 
I'll go out into the wild,
into the wide field.
I'll run out towards the wind, eh-ha!
I'll bow to Yarilo,
I'll rise up to irij.
With the song of the old testament, eh-ha!
 

• 1. Slavic sun god
• 2. Heaven in Eastern Slavic mythology

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Fog in the Ravine

Versions: #2
Fog in the ravine, the fog's in the valley. (2)
Because of that fog nothing can be seen.(2)
Just the green oak tree there standing.(2)
 
Under that oak there a well had stood.
From that well a young maid took water.
And she dropped in there a golden pail.
This much saddened a young kozak's dear heart.
 
And who'll get that pail for me.
It will be he who with me, on a towel will stand.
Answered her, a young man, a young kozak .(2)
 
I will retrieve this, your pail for you.(2)
Together with you on a towel I'll stand.(2)
Fog in the ravine, the fog's in the valley(2)
 

Reality

Reality, I see your shadow before me.
Feeling your breath, on the other side,
On the edge of the empty grave, you're calling for yourself.
And, stepping through the grave, I'll touch you,
Gnawing fingers to the blood, cleaning from the gray earth,
Asking your shadow about time, what is death.
 
Reality, tortured by people, covered with gloom,
The living legend of the dying days,
Keeping a veil of poison,
Laying by shadow on the graves from the stench,
Builds temples of centuries from a heap of bones.
 
Wounded trail, stepping in the darkness -
We're the dead souls of the planet
In a living attire.
The light shrouded in gloomy, that is in me,
In a chopped bowl, drink sweet honey
Madly desiring,
Lying in a bed of sleep.
 
Empty eyes
Sees, disappears, the world.
 
Reality is rolling!
Reality is rolling!
 
Peg - into the ravine!
Сlod - in the dark!
 
We run, we fly a thorny path
To the crossroads of the ages!
Through pain, bypassing crosses on the road,
We, on the verge of life and dreams!
 
The ray is not the track!
The dead can't be saved!
At dawn of the day
The sun will kill me.
 
People melts faces -
They prostrate.
We are a generation
Of liberation!
 
Run, tortured by fate,
But caressing by hands of winds!
Run, entangled by the path from the stars,
A forgotten child of the gods!
 
I'll go out and bow the sun!
I can't, but I live.
It hurts, it hurts, but I laugh,
After drinking poison - I'll not die!
Cut reality by blade -
Scarlet water flows.
By blood drop of fresh wounds
I will outline the epochs.
 
Reality! You are immortal in your reflection,
Fallen prostrate, rising again!
Wander in the enjoyment
By pace on your veins,
Blasting blood like a blade!
 
I look at the world, looking with a grin -
People, standing on lash,
Eating greedily our souls from the bodies,
Death smiles ginning jaws!
 
I'll go out and bow the sun!
I can't, but I live.
Too painful, but I laugh -
After drinking poison - I will not die,
Touching reality by vision,
Which like a thawed water.
Going through dope,
Reality moan of fresh wounds!
 
All this is reality!
 
All this is Yav!
Without resignation, trembling from the cry of supplication
For the calm of the suppressed the hubris,
And laying hand on the heart,
Falling by face to the ground,
Sighing heavily, but we
Stay here!
 
Reality is rolling!
Reality is rolling!
 
Peg - into the ravine!
Сlod - in the dark!
 
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