Arkona - По сырой земле Лирицс транслатион то енглисх

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!
 


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