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Drakkar

Дракар (русский текст)

You All Believe Me

Surujoki

Lamentations

I Stood On The Shores

Vampire's Justice

Gammel Sara

Standing Shadow

All The Way You Feel

Vacant Eternity

Dual Wielding

Es Ist Ja Krieg (с русским переводом)

The Wonderful Adventure Of James Sunderland In Silent Hill

Woods

Showing Decorum

The Deadlock/When One Becomes Two

Hengeyokai

Weakened And Pale

Another Pink In The Brick

Vilja

Sacred

Cronies

Drakkar

(Yutah)

do you ever dream

of snowbound shores?

do you ever dream

of cliffs in hoars?

do you ever dream

of brine so landless?

of floes ever-cracking? 

of thickets endless?

do you ever dream

of vikings with glaives

with mighty shoulders

bespread with snowflakes?

of Boreas' snowy 

streaks in the air

or are they Valkyrs'

long wild hair?

do you hear visas*

neat and daedal, 

woven by Hroft's** 

very own needle?

waking at morn

do you still weep

and pray to Odin

going to sleep:

"to fjords and floes

make me return

return me to vikings

dauntless and stern

i'd be glad with Drakkar

made of dead men's nails***

if only from lands

of the fathers it sails

i'll go to Valhalla**** 

from the battle rough

i sleep every night

but the dream's not enough."

do you ever dream

of snowbounded shores?..

do you ever dream

of cliffs in hoars?..

___________________________

*visa is a genre of scandinavian literature, a poetic cobweb woven so neatly that it makes one pretty much untranslatable. As Odin is a father and a main judge of art, it is for his ears that all the poetry and songs are meant for in the first place, and what has left him unmoved will reach no listener’s heart. 

**Hroft is one of Odin’s uncountable names.

***Naglfar, a ship made of dead men’s nails, will appear when Ragnarøk, the end of the world, comes. 

****To Valhalla, the house of Odin, will go all warriors fallen in battle.

Дракар (русский текст)

(Yutah)

снится ли тебе

берег заснеженный?

снится ли тебе 

море безбрежное?

снятся ли тебе

льдины трескучие?

скалы отвесные?

леса дремучие?

снятся ли тебе

викинги с копьями,

с плечами, усыпанными

снежными хлопьями?

ветра северного

снежные полосы,

словно валькирий

дикие волосы?

помнишь ли висы*

искусно сплетённые,

Хрофтом** самим

когда-то сложённые?

плачешь ли, снова

ото сна просыпаясь?

молишь ли Одина,

спать отправляясь:

"верни мне ветер

и льдины трескучие!

верни мне викингов

плечи могучие!

пусть даже дракар***

из ногтей мертвецов,

но пусть он ждёт меня

на земле отцов!

пусть будет битва,

а после – Вальгалла****,

я сплю каждый день,

но снов мне мало."

снится ли тебе

берег заснеженный?..

снится ли тебе 

море безбрежное?..

___________________________

*виса – жанр скандинавской литературы, крайне хитросплетённое стихотворное произведение, практически непереводимое на русский язык. Поскольку Один является покровителем и главным ценителем искусства, именно его ушам в первую очередь предназначены все стихи и песни, и то, что не произвело на него впечатления, не тронет сердце и всех остальных слушателей.

**Хрофт – одно из многочисленных имён Одина.

***Нагльфар, корабль из ногтей мертвецов, появится, когда наступит Рагнарёк, конец света.

****В Вальгаллу, дворец Одина, попадают воины, павшие в битве.

You All Believe Me

(Yutah)

Now trust is not the feature of my attitudes

Just no one catches the treasure of my memories,

Trapped in their own

No one can see now what I show

You all believe but you never really know

What is what you believe in

Skull is the cage that don't let your eyes out

Try not to look, and only hear and touch

Some eyes shine, but even the iron shines in the sun 

In the sun, in the sun

Surujoki

(Yutah)

Surujoki, soopelin maa

mustavirta hirvien suosta

harmaa usva vourin siimeksessä

Surujoki, loikon sadessa,

Surujoki, loikon sadessa

Surujoki, milloin palaan?

Missä minä oleskelen tänään?

Sama taivas on minun yllä.

Surujoki, soitan sinulle,

Surujoki, soitan sinulle.

Ihmisen kyynel, hopeinen tovi.

Surujoki, syntymähovi...

Surujoki, syntymähovi...

Lamentations

(Yutah)

In silver stream the leaves are falling

The autumn came

The empty wood is left to ruining wind

The naked trunks heartbreakingly humming

The dungeon's cold

The beauty I once loved is gone

I saw you beautiful like a star far in space

Why all the fury, I will find out later, further on

I saw you beautiful, God-like

I saw you beautiful, never fade, never fade

The stream is cold and fast like time

And deep like grief

The rings from fallen tears don't reach the bottom

And never more will Earth see thy beauty

So cry, the Earth

You never will replace the loss

I saw it beautiful like a star far in space

Why all the fury, I will find out later, further on

I saw it beautiful, God-like

I saw it beautiful, never fade, never fade

Growling: 

(Into dust 

 all will rot however unfair

And time

 always has too little to spare

In fact

 we are just awaiting for thee

Our death

 to mourn all we knew and be cleared

The divine end 

 will be our sooth

In our turn

 we will be mourned by thee

Our life)

I saw you beautiful like a star

Why all the fury, I will find out later, further on

I saw you beautiful, God-like

I saw you beautiful, never fade

Growling: 

(Into ice 

 all will melt however unfair

And time

 always has too little to spare

In fact

 we are waiting for thee

Our death

 as loss always brings the grief

The divine end, our fear 

Into stone

 it will turn however unfair

Our life)

I Stood On The Shores

(Yutah/Моругов)

i stood on the shores at abyss' doors

amid the piles of bones

stood on the steep and acclivous shores

covered with white stones

i turned my eyes to crimson skies

crimson to the edge

turned my thoughts to one-eyed god's

sympathy and rage

ashen rain, efforts in vain

a little less faith to remain

who do we trust in our nights of last

whom do we listen to?

do we still loathe taking an oath

of little mistletoe?

thunder god wandered abroad

he's still there, so i have heard

the strength of roots surpasses far

the strengthes of stone and steel

the weight of boots is heavy on grass

the weight of boot and wheel

Sif the fair cuts her hair

in hope to seed the weald

the sight of scorches she can't bear

she nurses them to yield

ashen rain, efforts in vain

only faith is to remain

Vampire's Justice

(Yutah/Hectop)

Sand in my veins, and my eyes are swampy

Life is my gift - which one? Which one? Which one?

Gammel Sara

(Swedish traditional)

Måndan gick jag mig åt skogen

skar mig hem e björkslöja om tisdan.

Basa jag upp Gammel-Sara om onsdan

så ho låg dör stendöder om torsdan.

Fredan lät jag både grava å ringa

som bönderna pläga göra.

Och om lördan lät jag Gammel-Sara svepa

och om söndagen till kyrkan släpa.

Klockarn gav jag en kanna öl och en kringla

för han skulle både sjunga och ringa.

Prästen gav jag en svartbrokiga kulla 

för han skulle Gammel-Sara bemulla.

Standing Shadow

(Nestor/Yutah)

Deyr fé,

deyja frændur,

deyr sjálfur iþ sama.

Eg veit einn,

aþ aldrei deyr;

dуmur um dauðan hvern.

                      (Hávamál, Sæmundar Edda)

Loki he has burnt the house with my friend inside

Christian priests have sung the hymns honest and upright

Were caskets closed, and picture with a name

There candles glowed for Loki and his flame

Many friends were there to mourn, many people cried

Christian priests have said their words of experienced delight

For each of us - three palms of clay 

For each of us - three words to say

For each of us - three graves to leave

For each of us - his own belief

Growling (on behalf of The Shadow): 

(Light, the serene air

Chains in my dark hair

I stray with my shut eyes

Strong in my demise)

All The Way You Feel

(Yutah/Петрович)

Night or the afternoon makes inner creature die?

Try to recall the moon you saw with your sunken eye

And softly reach your fingers inside

It's there, it's you

You knew them all before you met them,

Felt it all before it happened

Rhyme what you feel to match up

And sing what you feel is great

And all the way you feel

And all the way you feel

And all the way you feel

And all the way you feel

And softly reach your fingers inside

It's there, it's you

You knew them all before you met them,

Felt it all before it happened

And all the way you feel, all the way you feel

And all the way you feel, and all the way you feel

Vacant Eternity

(Yutah)

all systems shut down

all mortals gone

no one escaped

all life's erased

tv has died

and now i'm alone

here is my last home

just few more days

and all shades of past will fade

now universe

talks just to me

vacant eternity

that's only music

that i will take with me

in my vacant eternity

Dual Wielding

(Yutah)

Conjuring life which is really source of life 

With ancient trees all around me 

There is still death  

Around me, inside me 

There is still death around 

And when I feel love that's really kind of true 

With no foul thing that could reach it 

There is still death  

Around me, inside me 

There is still death around 

There is still death  

Around me, inside me 

There is still death around 

And in a well of a nightmare, full of bones 

Within one wall of those creatures 

There is still life 

Around me, inside me 

There is still life around 

There is still life  

Around me, inside me 

There is still life  

Around me, inside me 

Es Ist Ja Krieg

(Das Ich)

frei und sorglos

im schilf am teich

ich sitzend

denk an ruhm und herrlichkeit

aufgescheucht von meiner regung

vogelscharen weiterzieh`n...

der sonnenstrahl mich mude macht

ich glaub ich schlaf jetzt ein...

in weiter ferne ein schuss ertont

ich springe auf

und erschrocken sehe ich

es ist ja krieg

русский подстрочный перевод (Yutah):

в одиночестве и покое

в камышах на берегу пруда

я сижу,

размышляя о славе и знаменитости,

напуганный собственными мыслями,

стая птиц уже вдалеке…

солнечные лучи изнуряют меня.

кажется, я засыпаю… 

в далёких папоротниках раздаётся выстрел,

я вздрагиваю

и в ужасе понимаю – 

это и вправду война

The Wonderful Adventure Of James Sunderland In Silent Hill

(Yutah)

instrumental

Woods

(Yutah)

the hazel grove where i have never been

oh hazel grove which i have never seen

the hazel grove where i could never hope to die

i'll meet my death among the Nothern pines

the hazel grove of which my memories speak 

the hazel grove which i will never seek

linden, elm and oak of which the falktales talk

deciduous woods of which all storytellers spoke

ahh - 

green groves

green shades

green crowns

green paint

green strokes

green dream

sunlights on the green

Showing Decorum

(Yutah)

Stiff, made of stone and steel, cynical

Spitting truths and lies

Plots, every word coming out with my very guts and pulling to shreds

Ripping the guts out and pulling to shreds

Trust, etherical trust, expressions of malice and content,

Everwaiting to be sacrificed

Lost in the mightmares and vomiting pain that cracks every cell

Ripping the heart out and pulling to shreds

All desperate tries, contempt is all I ever get outside and inside 

No hope from both sides, certain death

And you speak of points...

The Deadlock/When One Becomes Two

(Won't Heal - Yutah/Alien)

It's been so long

Now I can rest

In the end

It's like I never lived

No memory remained

No traces left

Could be just once

Now my time is gone

So why cling on

It was so real

We could survive

You know you know

You know

You know each time we didn't break down

We were the Gods

We were the Gods

Why did it end the way it did?

Hengeyokai

(Yutah)

Drank half of the river

The sand burns in my mouth

Undead on the bottom

I'm chasing the ships travelling South

Weakened And Pale

(Yutah/Won't Heal)

We will be in a vile darkness, we'll pick all the mushrooms

We will beat up enemies, we'll see the leaves on the pines

We will take what's ours and escape

Yellow and blue,

Ghosts are crowding you

Your hair traps wings,

Wings of shadows

And we can't fail

[weakened and pale

thickened veins]

Yellow and blue,

Ghosts are crowding you

Your hair traps wings of the shadows

And we can't fail

We will be in a vile darkness, we'll pick all the mushrooms

We will beat up enemies, we'll see the leaves on the pines

We will take what's ours and escape

Another Pink In The Brick

(Yutah)

instrumental

Vilja

(T.Saarikko/I.Issakainen/I.Salminen)

Antaa virrata sateen

Pian se hahmoja nostattaa

Kun luonnonhelma henkii

Verettömiä utulintuja

Kuin häilyviä perhoja

Väreilisi pinta maan

Niin auer hiljaa vierii

Viljan yllä laineilee

Sacred

(Yutah)

i am nailing you to 

the little white cross

making black holes  

in your beautiful hands

White cross would be  

sacred enough

And tiny silver nails  

for you, my love

   All the best for you my love

   And all sacred things for you my love

But nothing on earth is tender enough

And nothing on earth is sacred enough

tiny silver nails are all over me

i'm killing myself to let you go free

Cronies

(Yutah)

Spending me on greedy nights downloading, loading

i'm ecletic like Com Lag and floating, floating

are the world and its contains my cronies?

cronies

i can skin you with my bare hands

if you dare touch my friends

so you better grab your skin and be my cronies 

cronies

a musician should be a teaser

but that's no rule for Brendan and Lisa

Jeff really thrills you

Thom really kills you

and I, what is the meaning of me?

my Russian naivety and Bjorkish appearance 

is it among my cronies?

oooh-

...spending years on charity uploading, loading

will those wankers ever be my cronies?

are they my...?

are they among my...?