A keresés eredménye

I Ain't

I ain't
Never walked on the moonglade
I surely ain't
Never let fear get in my way
I just ain't
The time, I won't heal
I ain't
Fishy, ain't no catch
I surely ain't
The smoke without fire
I just ain't
Never let my troubles take five
 
At dawn, starts the day
A new hope, so blissful
Early to bed, early to rise
Makes a man healthy, wealthy and wise
Hard work pays off
Saves a lot of trouble
Life goes by leaving me baffled
Days go by scratching my head
 
It's easy to take credit
But who will do the work?
Stick to your guns
And justice will prevail
A working man won't get in trouble
A busy man won't have to beg
Promise them the moon or nothing,
Either way you're bound to fail
 
I ain't
Born yesterday
I surely ain't
Been holding back
I just ain't
The worst that could happen
I ain't
Getting any wiser
I surely ain't
Downhearted
I just ain't
Never eaten my words
 
At dawn, starts the day
A new hope, so blissful
Early to bed, early to rise
Makes a man healthy, wealthy and wise
Hard work pays off
Saves a lot of trouble
Life goes by leaving me baffled
Days go by scratching my head
 
It's easy to take credit
But who will do the work?
Stick to your guns
And justice will prevail
A working man won't get in trouble
A busy man won't have to beg
Promise them the moon or nothing,
Either way you're bound to fail
 

Aldernight's spirit

I was born on a boulder
Taking the dark from the night
I sow everything from in front of the night
I am that night's young path
 
The people able to hear can't hear
May the people with sight not see
The knowing shall not know
About the bog angered by a violent death
I shall rise alone in the night
The dark path underneath
Dark sky as my hem
I am rays of the Milky way
 
Of me lives the darkness
whose path withered to death
My way ends under the feet
to the grave of resting soil
 
Only one is bright
The light of a dying silence
You watch it with the eyes of a violent death
The sorrow of a crying life
 
I was born underneath a birch
To the sundown of the Fathers
But my birth was not
The growth of young grass
 
I sunk underneath the forest
To the ends of the mansion of wooden bark
I was resting in the arms of moss
Carcass of a grave on my shoulders
 
Shall my spirit ignite in the snow
Shines the snowy blanket underneath the aspens
Life i don't want
I don't want to rise up, not see the day
 
From the night i take my longing
I don't wish for the life of day
To the moon i give my death
A flame from the lonely night
 
I am a child of persecution
Deathbed as my cradle
You can see the nights from my skin
The rain will not turn off my flame
 
I was born on grass
Living young under the morning sky
So that spring took my life,
My blood from the aldery grove
 
I was born on a boulder
Taking the dark from the night
I sow everything from in front of the night
I am that night's young path
 
The people able to hear can't hear
May the people with sight not see
The knowing don't know
About the bog angered by a violent kill
 
I was born on a boulder
Taking the dark from the night
I sow everything from in front of the night
I am that night's young path
 
The people able to hear can't hear
May the people with sight not see
The knowing don't know
About the bog angered by a violent death
 
Once i was a carrier of flames
took one from the front of water
At that moment i swore an oath: the air, the soil and the fire shall burn.
 
And so i grew to be my flame
underneath the earth and the soils of day
I am a spirit in the Aldernight
My belt holds the blood of my brother
 
I am a dark, eternal night
The shadows of trees in the earth's dew
mossy bog enveloped in mist
A night neverending
 
Jon Of Finland

Pike

A pike will take me to the netherworld,
Will carry me to the underworld1
 
Where the depth is fathoms,
Water many meters deep
There’s a wolf in the water,2
A fire eater at the end of a strait3
 
Pike spawns when it’s cold,
When there’s still frost
Its bowels mean death
If you end up in its stomach4
 
”There the greedy eater shut it,5
Put the fleeting life
In the bowels of the pike,
In the twisting guts”
 
I read my life from your bones,
My days from your head6
The origin of music from your jaw,7
My good desires from your teeth
 
Toothy pike, don’t you yell,
Don’t you curse much
Go away, you fish trap,
Because of your gruff tongues
 
Come back from the underworld,
Come from there to wells’ water
There you can eat frogs,
Keep the water clean8
 
Many pikes have eaten a sampo9
Even if they haven’t been found10
Many have disappeared, yes,
Maybe they have been digested
 
”There the greedy eater shut it,
Put the fleeting life
In the bowels of the pike,
In the twisting guts”
 
I read my life from your bones,
My days from your head
The origin of music from your jaw,
My good desires from your teeth
 
Water’s wolf, in holy water,
Peatland’s dog in earth’s underworld
Create music, your jaw plays,
Fire from your snout
 
”There the greedy eater shut it,
Put the fleeting life
In the bowels of the pike,
In the twisting guts”
 
I read my life from your bones,
My days from your head
The origin of music from your jaw,
My good desires from your teeth
 

• 1. Pikes are associated with death in the Finnish mythology. It was believed that they could swim between the worlds of the living and the dead. However, if a pike was asked to take a soul to the underworld while the person was still alive, it might cause them to get critically ill. Basically that was one way to curse a person.
• 2. Wolf and dog were common ways to call a pike because of its appearance and behaviour.
• 3. A pike gave fire to the humans in some stories. A fire fell from the sky, and a small fish swallowed it, then a bigger fish ate that fish, and finally a pike ate the bigger fish. Then humans captured the pike and managed to get the fire from the fishes' stomach.
• 4. Sometimes a dead person could end up in a pike's bowel (which may have been a part of the underworld) for some reason. That was really bad, because the soul was then stuck there, and couldn't be contacted in any way anymore. Even a seer (or 'a wise man') couldn't get anyone out of there and was in danger of getting stuck there, too, if he tried to contact a soul there.
• 5. Pikes are said to be greedy and to eat many smaller fishes.
• 6. Pikes' bones were important in magic rites and rituals, especially the bones of the head.
• 7. Besides fire, a pike also gave humans music, or playing (an instrument). Väinämöinen famously made a magical kantele (a traditional plucked string instrument) from a giant pike's jawbone.
• 8. Some people put a pike in a well and there it would eat animals - like frogs - which fell there, thus keeping the well clean.
• 9. A magical artifact which can create riches out of thin air. There have probably been different ones, but in Kalevala it makes gold, flour, and salt.
• 10. in the pikes' bowels