Joined: 02. 07. 2007. 14:08
Posts: 641
Location: In the Cold Winds of Nowhere...
|
Andrej opet piješ  Šalim se, hvala na komplimentima  Evo lajriski gospodo.
Leukes Scheme (Introduction)"A thunder throws down the staff,
hits the worm in the head with rocks,
travels with lightning down into the garden;
he finds in the oak a straw."Belus' Death
"The seid-man climbs the tree
finds there the ancient pain of the earth,
cuts it down in the peace of autumn,
with scissors carves out its heart.
The leaves of the oak fall unto the hill,
the seid-man calls for the spirits!
The leaves of the oak fall unto the hill,
the seid-man sings sorcery verses.
The bulb is in linen clothes laid,
the holy spirit of the oak.
The seid-man ensures the peace of the world;
fertility, the power of sun in hand!
The leaves of the oak fall unto the hill,
the seid-man calls for the spirits!
The leaves of the oak fall unto the hill,
the seid-man sings sorcery verses.
There is the burning power of the sun;
There is the fertile sea of the earth;
In the seid-man's mighty shaft;
in the giant's spirited staff."
The River of Oblivion"With dying sun and moon
starts the journey to the sea of shadows.
The bear will witness the funeral pyre.
The body is laid in stone heavy grave.
Behind the veil the weeping of the earth is heard;
the light of summer disappearing,
the spirit of the oak is laid in the boat,
winter and autumn wins again.
I shall return.
I shall be back.
When the spirits of winter are weak,
I will come home.
Underneath the ground, the hidden world,
behind the clouds to the west,
ends the long funeral pyre,
where winter and autumn is feasting.
It is cold and dark in the deep,
there grows only the shadows,
there is found the dark creep,
the dimmest of the horrors.
I shall return.
I shall be back.
When the spirits of winter are weak,
I will come home.
The dead rest in white clothes
behind heavy, cold stone doors,
but if you listen to the army of death
you will sometimes hear the song.
The dead rest in white clothes
behind heavy, cold stone doors,
but if you listen to the army of death
you will sometimes hear the song.
I shall return.
I shall be back.
When the spirits of winter are weak,
I will come home."
Kaimadalthas' Descend
"Corpse of the oak spirit; the magic wand.
Mage with key and mask,
naked and white, into the grave,
only dressed in the ashes of our world.
Along walls; long, pointed spears,
On the bences chainmails of steel.
Without a sound he goes in,
on the hill sees the ashes of pyres.
I travel to the deep darkness there all is dead.
Into the dark realm of the mountain,
there sits the silent dead.
Must not give into the fear,
but travel to the desolase of the world.
The roof is covered with giant shields,
helmets, belts, knives and swords;
over the brown mold of the stone hall
a creature, the ghost of a woman!
I travel to the deep darkness there all is dead.
The seid-man's form out in the tree,
hangs, it tilds its head.
The cow is bleeding, hears it moaning,
the seid-man unties his knots.
The seid-man receives the gifts
that the pale dead gives to him,
from old, dark stone graves
he retrieves the most beautiful.
I travel to Kelio.
I travel to the deep darkness there all is dead.
Belts and chainmails, cakes and clothes,
helmets and heavenly weapons,
runes and verses, dried berries,
the door to the grave is opened!
From elves, the weapons forged,
to light reborn dead,
those who did fight the wolf,
in the world that is now desolate.
I travel to Kelio.
I travel to the deep darkness there all is dead."
Sword Dance"The hour of winter has come,
when the wolf and the bear must die;
tear away that skin, a mask,
trample upon it, say winter; goodbye!
Winter spirit, you must die!
Winter spirit, bleed in the snow!
Winter spirit, I am summer!
Winter spirit, and I am coming!
There will be fire and smoke, shouting and noise;
the seid-man runs through the forest.
Use leaves and soot, swords and steel.
Soon the sun shines from above.
Winter spirit, you must die!
Winter spirit, bleed in the snow!
Winter spirit, I am summer!
Winter spirit, and I am coming!
There will be fire and smoke, shouting and noise;
the seid-man runs through the forest.
Use leaves and soot, swords and steel.
Soon the sun shines from above.
Winter spirit, you must die!
Winter spirit, bleed in the snow!
Winter spirit, I am summer!
Winter spirit, and I am coming!"
The Kelio Horse" When the snow melts we cry;
winter has been defeated.
The oak spirit will be set free,
the spirits of summer have celebrated.
When the snow melts we cry;
winter has been defeated.
The oak spirit will be set free,
the spirits of summer have celebrated.
Comes a spirit from underneath,
horse from the hidden deep,
to prepare the people,
our whole world howled.
Comes a spirit from underneath,
horse from the hidden deep,
to prepare the people,
our whole world howled."Morning Red"The first sunday morning of spring
we will again see the crowd.
Finally the sorrow is over,
the hares run across the fields.
On the highest mountain in the east
you can see the red sun.
You can see, and enjoy the comfort,
from the cairn see the earth give birth.
The sun has got back its strength.
The oak spirit is born anew.
The sun has got back its power.
The summer has come."
|
|
Login
Register
FAQ
Search
