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The Knight And Lady’s Honor
1. The oddball knight today has a great tourney,
And after that - a solemn feast.
He will fight braver than Dragon
For the honor of the noblest Lady!
His horse will be faster than whirlwind,
His armor will shine brighter than light.
His damask will not know the fail,
Because he is the greatest knight!
Male:
But where is the armor?
I cannot find it!
Where did I lost it
In the last year?
Where are my sword,
My visor and helmet?
Where did I put them,
I do not remember at all!
Chorus:
Such glorious past and such brilliant future
The world hasn’t known a man so posh and brave!
There’s such a profession – it is now called a knight
There’s such a calling, such is the fate!
2. In the garden under the bench
In the mud and in the dust
The visor, the helmet, and heavy armor
Three hours later were finally found.
A terrible damask was found in kitchen -
The lady cook often cut meat with it.
But then the fuss at the stables rose:
The armor was found, but the horse had been lost!
Male:
But when the sun met the hill
In the distance
The armor had been worn,
The horse had been caught.
I galloped to the tourney
Like an arrow!
Alas! There's nobody in the field.
Bridge:
The tourney was over a long time ago
And even the feast came to its end.
The Lady conceived a horrible revenge -
And took defenseless honor back.
Chorus:
Such glorious past and such brilliant future
The world hasn’t known a man so posh and bright!
And do not even wish him any fortune and fame:
He cannot have a different life!
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Mokosh
06:14
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Mokosh
1. Far beyond the deep blue ocean
There is an isle, called Buyan.
There a white stone Alatyr stands
It rests against the sky.
On this stone there is a bright room
No one has been there before.
Mokosh lives there with two sisters,
They pull and twist an endless tow.
Chorus:
Mother Mokosh, you spin your threads.
Mother Mokosh, decide the fates.
From the heart and to the soul
Goes the way under your control.
Mother Mokosh, you spin your threads.
Mother Mokosh, decide the fates.
Human feelings, finished acts
Blended in the motif on your canvas.
Bridge (growl):
You know the roads of all destinies
As you weave a life, everything will be like this.
2. One sister is called Dolya,
She has cute face and clear eyes.
She spins a smooth and golden thread, and so
Gives successful fate as a prize.
Another one is Nedolya,
She is a crone with a bad glance.
She spins a curved and fragile thread for
Someone’s fate without a grace.
Chorus:
Choir:
O-oh Mother Mokosh, we appeal to you
Share your wisdom, reveal the truth.
Growl:
Weave a pattern of fate
Colorful, unique and straight.
Choir:
O-oh please, keep the family, let it be strong
And our ways will never be wrong.
Growl:
And all who are dear to me,
Let them be close to me.
… with me
… next to me
Bridge:
You give freedom to choose the life line
And reward the brave ones.
Those who chose the light path of the Truth
Open the gates of Yav’.
Bridge 2:
And those who are sinful or betrayed
Their wishes and dreams,
Get great sorrow, so their afterlives
Will be full of screams.
Chorus:
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Night Of Ivan Kupala
05:20
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Night of Ivan Kupala
1. Summer came one more time
And the shortest night has fallen.
In the dark the moon flares
Silver from a dusk, so solemn.
In the wood the youth lights bonfires
Twirling in a pagan dance,
Magic wakes up on this night,
Night of ancient mystic feast.
Whisper:
A fire has a great power,
Just like a water on that night.
Bridge:
Evil spirits,
Dark and lost souls,
Tonight play
Their main roles.
Chorus:
Разыдись темно,
Разгорись добро,
Яри ясное
Солнце красное.
Стани-стань доли,
Яко род вели.
Стани-стань доли,
С неба до земли.
2. There are maidens on the river
Weaving wreaths of fragrant herbs
Water surface, like a mirror,
Will be troubled and disturbed.
Through the bosom of the waters
Wreaths are going with the flow.
Wreath of love or wreath of sadness,
Health or illness, friend or foe?
In the mean time the guys go
In the thicket of the wood.
Once a year, at this feast
The fern blooms at midnight's gloom.
To those who will find its flower,
All the wishes will come true.
It protects from harm and evil
And gives wealth and luck to you.
Chorus:
Brigde:
In the cleansing fire
All fear of darkness will burn down
And the Yarilo doll is also
In a blaze, without its crown.
When the night is over
And the morning comes,
All the evil forces draw back
To the graves of dead ones.
Choir:
Во ночи еси чудесной
Купы многи составлятись
Под куполищем небесным
Благо рода совершатись.
Повели почать купанье
Здраву чисту за старанье
Славься сам Купалец
Великой удалец. Гой!
Chorus:
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Tonn Chliodhna
04:50
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Tonn Chliodhna
1. For the age I lived on the isle of the Gods,
Not-ever-grieved with songs of birds...
A golden-haired man, who stole my immortality
Chiaban’s his name, my heart was sore-disturbed.
Chorus:
Blow me, the waves, with cláirseach siren song
O-oh, lull me on the shore with your sweet note.
Carry me, the sea, immerse to the dreamy world
O-oh, I shall dissolve in water!
2. Drunk with wine we rest in rays of mortal love
My goddess' beauty only flourished,
But Manannan put me to sleep, so deep; and brought me back
To the Isle of Blessed, forever discouraged...
Chorus:
Whisper:
Carry me, the waves,
Far to the sea...
Far to the sea...
Male:
The cruel gods took over my beloved
While I was on the hunt,
They turned my love, the water she is now,
And healing song has died!
Chorus:
Blow me, the waves, with cláirseach siren song
O-oh, lull me on the shore with your sweet note.
Carry me, the sea, immerse to the dreamy world
O-oh, I shall dissolve in water!
I shall dissolve in water...
O-oh, I shall dissolve in water...
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Shadow Of Blades
04:32
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Shadow Of Blades
Pre-1 (xtreme):
Shut up and listen:
Can you hear the breath
Of the son of secret,
The ghost of death?
1. He was sitting on the
hot and golden sand, alone,
at the Alamut’ gates.
Starving and burnt by the
evil Sun, so many years
have passed since then.
And years of exhausting drill
Made him deft and ready to kill.
Chorus:
No one will be saved from the fate
In the shade of silver blades
The labeled can’t hide
From his poisoned and curved knives.
So many different names
On his copper and dirty plates
The paradise rests
In the shadow of his deadly blades.
2. The humble tool of the mountain
elder holds in awe
the mighty and wealthy lords.
They can’t forecast his presence,
and resist the terror,
nothing to oppose.
From the dawn and till the velvet dusk
He despises death, the cutthroat rise.
Chorus:
Whisper (3):
Only in the silence you can hear the breath
Of the son of secret, the brother’s death.
Xtreme:
The dispassionate look like the steel shine
It seems to mark you by the death’s sign.
Pre-chorus: His duty will never share his time
For the pleasures of his honor.
The only wish is afterlife,
To slaughter and to be slaughtered.
Chorus:
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The Song Of Bograd
05:33
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The Song of Bograd
1. Motherland is full of sorrow
The Ground and forests blaze at dusk.
And black crows take away the souls of warriors
To the heaven forever.
Bridge:
In the last holy battle
The knight bravely fought
He gave his life for his Land
And soon that grave became bed of honor
Chorus:
And the night has fell to the ground
Filled with pain and mud
Where the wounded groan, love dies
There fates are marked with blood.
2. But woman’s hands saved his life from oblivion and death
Thus the light of her love he did not forget.
Her soul and heart helped to survive in spite of Mara’s breath
Soon he recovered and returned all his strength.
Chorus:
Bridge 2:
Russ was scorched by the war and lost her sons, so daughters were called to the deadly battle
His savior took up arms and went to fight; she stood to death with old warriors in her saddle.
All this time he was looking for her, and once he saw a foe aim his spear at his love
Beat and pain, and he just managed to catch the deadly wounded girl, covered with a divine crown.
Chorus:
Acoustic:
And the knight smiled at the Sun, touching the ground with his soul
And after that he took a knife and pierced it in his heart.
They went to their ancestors to return again and to stand up
For great Russ, for Motherland, which will never come apart.
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Sanctorium Saint Petersburg, Russia
Sanctorium is symphonic metal band with male and female vocals from Saint Petersburg,
Russia.
Fans of dark music appreciate the contrast between memorable cold female voice and a colorful male death metal growls, and also mix of heavy guitar riffs with exquisite keyboards (classic of the genre), symphonic arrangements and the general atmosphere of the songs.
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