A keresés eredménye oldal 2

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
 

Kill the Dragon

Fog and acrid smoke, there’s no sun in the sky,
All the people here are dressed in grey and dull like mice.
In contrast, iron law and order are everywhere,
A dragon reigns on silk banners.
 
Earthly happiness burns with sacrificial fire,
The dragon is toying with the power in your city and in the world.
The tyrant has bad blood and a wise man’s mind,
He made slaves, made a featureless herd out of everyone.
 
But comfort is always dearer
Than money, truth, love.
Fear of freedom gnaws the souls,
And slaves remain obedient.
 
Get off your knees, inhale the fresh air boldly,
You can’t be a nothing amongst the grey crowd for all your life.
Open your eyes, just trust me that, otherwise, it’ll be too late,
And get ready, against all odds,
To kill the dragon inside you!
 
As well as all, the tyrant isn’t immortal, and his ashes were scattered,
The great myth of wonderful days of flourishing is debunked.
And again, there’s playing with power, and again, there’s a battle for the throne,
And a new dragon gives people a phantom of happiness.
 
What kind of ancient hex draws this spiral?
Greed will take in its arms again,
Power will plunge steel into the soul.
 
Get off your knees, inhale the fresh air boldly,
You can’t be a nothing amongst the grey crowd for all your life.
Open your eyes, just trust me that, otherwise, it’ll be too late,
And get ready, against all odds,
To kill the dragon inside you!
 
Dragon's spirit is napping in everyone,
We all are born with it.
Power and greed – these are the laws
Which play with people!
 
Get off your knees, inhale the fresh air boldly,
You can’t be a nothing amongst the grey crowd for all your life.
Open your eyes, just trust me that, otherwise, it’ll be too late,
And get ready, against…
 
Get off your knees, inhale the fresh air boldly,
You can’t be a nothing amongst the grey crowd for all your life.
Open your eyes, just trust me that, otherwise, it’ll be too late,
And get ready, against all odds,
To kill the dragon inside you!
 

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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On the little balcony of life

I'm sitting here drinking on the little balcony of life, there's a bottle on the floor
I'm erasing my love, so I can see where I'm going next
 
What dizziness, what drunkenness
The yearning still isn't gone
I'm drinking a love made of ivory straight from the glass
What dizziness, what drunkenness
The yearning still isn't gone
My heart has split in two and I'm giving it to you
 
I'm sitting here on the little balcony of life, whistling songs of the East
Songs that are like touching longing
And our love is on the floor, I see it and weep.
 
What dizziness, what drunkenness
The yearning still isn't gone
I'm drinking a love made of ivory straight from the glass
What dizziness, what drunkenness
The yearning still isn't gone
My heart has split in two and I'm giving it to you
 
-Βασιλική Οικονομοπούλου

The gipsy shouted, changing his horse ...

The gipsy shouted, changing his horse:
'With a horse you are living free.
Don't make out of me, me,
With me there is enough me!
 
Don't let your mood be spoilt groundlessly,
Without gain don't trouble ...
I am not suited as an owner
Of people and horses.
 
Don't discuss with rascals,
Run away from old wives' advices ...
I take an oath that the horse isn't stolen
And that it is of Arabian blood'.
 

Three white horses

The rivers got cold, and the land got cold
And the houses slightly bristled
In the town it's warm and wet
In the town it's warm and wet
And in the countryside it's winter, winter, winter
 
And they're carrying me away, and they're carrying me away
Into the ringing snowy distance
Three white horses, oh, three white horses
December, January, and February
 
And they're carrying me away, and they're carrying me away
Into the ringing snowy distance
Three white horses, oh, three white horses
December, January, and February
 
Winter reveals snowy embraces
And until spring everything will slumber
There's only the spruces in their triangular clothing
There's only the spruces in their triangular clothing
Everyone runs, runs, runs towards me
 
And they're carrying me away, and they're carrying me away
Into the ringing snowy distance
Three white horses, oh, three white horses
December, January, and February
 
And they're carrying me away, and they're carrying me away
Into the ringing snowy distance
Three white horses, oh, three white horses
December, January, and February
 
The rivers got cold, and the land got cold
But I'm not afraid of the frost
In the town I found it gloomy
In the town I found it gloomy
But in the countryside I laugh, I laugh, I laugh
 
And they're carrying me away, and they're carrying me away
Into the ringing snowy distance
Three white horses, oh, three white horses
December, January, and February
 
And they're carrying me away, and they're carrying me away
Into the ringing snowy distance
Three white horses, oh, three white horses
December, January, and February
 
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Evander

Above the law

If you can, bro, lift me up, lift me up (x3)
Do they weigh on you?
If you can, bro, lift me up, lift me up (x3)
 
I'm a different kind of matter, in real life, you are looking at
my photos - tragedy, no, no
Gallery from emotions into images with the big candy
 
I'm on a streak again and let them all scream in hysteria
And let them make way for me
Mystery, with whom am I here?
Criteria in life are lead by another one
Imperia, I'm the queen, he is the king
He is gold, I am a bling, my sweet little thing, bang-bang
A lot of suckers think that I am hip-hop but I'm not, boys
 
Turn the electricity off, drink my juice
I make them dance even without cocaine
Hooligan, mischief, spicy like a Mexican
 
Turn the electricity off, drink my juice
I make them dance even without cocaine
Hooligan, mischief, I am above the law in this country
 
I want a lot of noise
Let's all make boom, boom
boom, boom, boom
boom, boom, boom
 
I enter entirely, I kill them with a word, I shoot them down, no, no
Respect, without putting any excess tension
Don't you get me
 
I'm on a streak again and let them all scream in hysteria
And let them make way for me
Mystery, with whom am I here
Criteria in life lead to another one
Imperia, I'm the queen, he is the king
He is gold, I am a bling, my sweet little thing, bang-bang
A lot of suckers think that I am hip-hop but I'm not, boys
 
Turn the electricity off, drink my juice
I make them dance even without cocaine
Hooligan, mischief, spicy like a Mexican
 
Turn the electricity off, drink my juice
I make them dance even without cocaine
Hooligan, mischief, I am above the law in this country
 
I want a lot of noise
Let's all make boom, boom
boom, boom, boom
boom, boom, boom
 
All you want is me, me
You run your eye over me, me
You want me and you are captivated
You are looking at me, me
You are looking for me, me
 
Run, space, move so I can pass
I explode like the fireworks on New Year's
I push them, I don't like waiting
I often dance in the neighbourhood
 
Turn the electricity off, drink my juice
I make them dance even without cocaine
Hooligan, mischief, spicy like a Mexican
 
Turn the electricity off, drink my juice
I make them dance even without cocaine
Hooligan, mischief, I am above the law in this country
 
I want a lot of noise
Let's all make boom, boom
boom, boom, boom
boom, boom, boom
 
If you can, bro, lift me up, lift me up (x6)
Do they weigh on you?
 

By horses, guys

The trumpet sings army,
The trumpet sings army,
And in the pioneer camp, the guys are still sleeping.
They have an adventure,
Chase, offensive,
They are dreaming of sabers sharp and military parade.
 
Chorus / 2times. /:
By horses, guys,
In chase, guys!
For the exploits of heroic boys were born.
A soldier's weapon,
A soldier's weapon,
We all must own weapons, weapons!
 
The trumpet sings army,
And the pioneer mines
With a pipe echo, call the guys on a hike.
So be tempered from the youth,
To cold and hunger,
And you were not afraid of the bullet when trouble comes.
 
Chorus
 
The trumpet sings army,
The draft, guards,
A solemn dawn is dawning over the peaceful homeland!
Sings the trumpet about courage,
About combat cooperation,
And there is no better music for the pioneer!
 

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)
 

Eledim Eledim

Eledim Eledim
Eledim Eledim Höllük Eledim,
Aynalı Beşikte Canan Bebek Beledim.
Büyüttüm Besledim Asker Eyledim,
Gitti De Gelmedi Canan Buna Ne Çare,
Yandı Ciğerim De Canan Buna Ne Çare.
 
Bir Güzel Simâdır Aklımı Alan,
Aşkın Sevdasını Canan Sineme Saran.
Bizi Kınamasın Ehl-i Dil Olan.
Gitti De Gelmedi Canan Buna Ne Çare,
Yandı Ciğerim De Canan Buna Ne Çare.
 

It was a beautiful day

Long time
We used to ring the bells
We used to hear it in Arendelle
I remember the day we were in it
It was a beautiful day, it was a beautiful day
 

Lovely North

The sun's beams shine upon forest and fine fells¹
See meadows, so grand, flourish with life again
Behold the forest's creatures, hear the birds' fine song
Now blooms, anew, the land with life and wealth
Preserve nature so, for now and forever
Let what's lovely live without our treacheries
Leave what we love to those who shall live on
Our fine nature, aye, how lovely it is
Chorus
Nature's gentle hand caresses sea and land
Brings strength and strengthens life's bonds
Defend the forest that grants you shelter
And love the earth that you see
See the trees' green crowns so grand and stately
The river roars through the land for our sake
In lakes filled with life that's lekking² forth
See the bitty bugs' nest in the pine's stem
How the sun glimmers over lakes come night
Hear the rain gently fall upon the ground's green rug
When old times watch over what new is sowed there
The young must now take lead with new times ahead
Hear the wind's song and the stream singing along
It's the simple things that fill us full of life
 

The huge mansion

The huge mansion is addition
My coy love came to my mind again
How do i do with the love in my head
Oh friends, I came from the journey I'm tired
I am in love with a middle-sized girl
 
Our vineyard's violet is red
Everyone burns for his love, they ache for
Who doesn't get his lover will be damn
Let's go to the mirrored poplar three of us
Our goods are fresh peaches
 
While I was going to our vineyard to forcing house
They took me to the wild
How do I do with the love in my head
Oh friends, the grave is narrow to me
Dying in this youth, it's hard for me
 

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!
 
Tibor from QS-FB

Beyond the Boundary

Solitude soaks, and soaks my cheeks,
But the presence of dawn quietly rises,
Inviting me up, into the sky.
Hope awaits me in the distance, that's right - I'm on my way!
 
Even while being lost myself, I set off on a journey looking for you.
But knowing you passed me by, you touched my hand, haven't you?
I'll catch you, and never let go!
The fact that our hearts are seeking one another, proves our dreams are real.
 
Every time we accept each other, I grow more and more fond of you.
I don't need any more sorrowful days..
Accepting each other, we'll surely, surely
Open our eyes to the joys in life.
 
The love that came to be, gives out the sound of soft scattering feathers.
I don't want to hurt it, but I don't intend on letting it go, either.
So catch me, as many times as it takes!
The fate that has brought us together, crosses over time amidst a dream..
 
And as I'm being torn off by this pain, my heart calls for you.
I don't need any more contentless days..
Being torn off by this pain, we'll surely, surely
See what the joys in life are.
 
Solitude soaks, and soaks my cheeks,
But the presence of dawn quietly rises,
Inviting me up, into the sky.
Hope awaits me in the distance - it should be waiting!
 
Every time we accept each other, I grow more and more fond of you.
I don't need any more sorrowful days..
Accepting each other, the joys in life will
Surely, surely, start warming up..
And as I'm being torn off by this pain, my heart calls for you.
I don't need any more contentless days..
Being torn off by this pain, we'll surely, surely
Warm up the joys in life, and we'll surely, surely, make them our own.
Solitude falls down my cheeks..
 
Even while being lost myself, I've found you..