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Three Pillars
05:15
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(words by Vlčák)
He is old, though mighty one
Carving stories into stones
Beard silver shining
Bones burning frost
He lived and fought for ages – full of hardship like the deep below
he searched for freedom and the youth flew away
Eagle brought him freedom and now peace is in his soul
The third pillar – privileged mind – gods let him know
Bones cracking like a helmet, when the arms started to shake
Now seeing the pageant, he threw his sword into the lake
When he was young he was gifted with the pillar – strength
With this pillar he smashed through the battles - fighting like a bear
And it brought him new desire, to run over the fields
To ask gods if like themselves, he could now be free
Gods told him: be steady and be just like a wolf
Build another second pillar, sail out of our gulf
When ship cracks like a helmet, then fortify your soul
Sharpen your mind like a blade, wisdom is your sword
He´s been living and sailing for ages – dark like the deep below
Searching for the wisdom, while the youth was flowing away
As a demigod now he is free
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Rod Havrana
04:06
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(words by Sinneral)
Venku mrzne až praští,
každý z rodu se ukrývá před vichřicí.
Jenom stařičký sachem
dlí u totemu, rozmlouvá s Velkým Duchem.
Už dávno tu mělo být jaro,
však mráz a hladomor vybíjí rod.
Rod, jenž má v totemu znak
dvou ve sněhu havraních stop.
Havran letí nad hory,
jen Slunce je výš.
Havran letí za lesy,
jen vítr jde dál.
Havran se nebojí,
má silný dráp.
Havran se nebojí,
umí se rvát.
Havran se nebojí,
má silný dráp.
Havran se nebojí,
ten umí řvát.
Vari vari odsud, zlá nemoci!
Jaro je za dveřmi, Havran to ví.
Zas přijde blahobyt,
za nocí ohně až nad totem do rána zaplanou.
Poslední zrní, med a mléko
dávám ti za oběť, ugh, černý Havrane.
Zbav nás té zimy, hladu a nemocí.
Zachovej rod, zachovej rod!
My jsme tví synové, bez tebe bezmocní,
Havrane, Havrane, otče všech duchů.
Naše krev zbarvila pírka na totemu,
zachovej rod, zachovej rod!
Přikaž zlým mrakům, ať odhalí Slunce,
ať roztaje sníh a tráva se zelená.
Temnota ustoupí, den ať je bez konce.
Zachovej rod, zachovej rod!
Havran letí nad hory,
jen Slunce je výš.
Havran letí za lesy,
jen vítr jde dál.
Havran se nebojí,
má silný dráp.
Havran se nebojí,
umí se rvát.
Havran se nebojí,
má silný dráp.
Havran se nebojí,
ten umí řvát.
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(words by Honza V.)
… and then she left again,
left her light shining in the silence of the night …
… through the woods and spacious fields …
… I was gone again, I was gone to reach my land,
over the seas and hills, where my grave shall sadly stand …
These feelings to me are sacred, though like mountain views are changing,
when in clouds the tops are veiled … .
Sacral moments when those trees embrace me, like lovers they relate,
when in forest we share our secrets.
Those mysteries of life … listening to their stories, through their branches whispering.
(And mine) I drop within their leaves with voice gently shivering, we share our common breeze.
There in the woodland the path goes winding,
as we walk up and down the hills.
Precious to me is this sacred journey,
till my heart at home stands still … silently still … silently still.
There are no trees to speak to me,
where my heart stands still,
where my heart stands still.
… and then she left again,
left her light shining in the silence of the night …
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(words by G.H.M.)
Introduction (Raven's whispering):
Imagine midnight wood,
leaves are falling down from trees.
Let begin election
of sovereign to rule heathens.
Unknown man,
a lonely stranger is coming into camp.
Veiled in cape,
staff in hand - oaken branch from olden land.
Hunters:
Be welcome wayfarer, come and rise some pints with us!
Then tell us, who you are and where's your journey destination.
Our tribe is looking up to those, who reach up dangerous land around.
Traveller:
Believe me...honestly,
old blood's flame is burning in your eyes.
I can see your ancestors,
fortune is standing on your side.
Ancient scrolls are speaking clear
"...find last independent nation..."
Help them grow,
teach them how to use their blood's might.
Hunters:
Our tribe is looking up to those... who reach up dangerous land around!
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(words by Talic)
Tečete noťijon - ov jest vran
drug že svitit bělo - koňa nesonťa
doselě nepovinna dva života juna
Čech, Meduna – bogy čtonťi děva jest pravdna
čendo polučaja . v imen zabytych písmen roďena
tenže byvajet běžanie
pod dzvězdami studenymi
se svatba be slnca
tišina noťna vladet nami
luna šipťet umrěte v sijon noť
želanij skrven ledovyj krong
prěstol Peruna i Chrsova moť
t jest kľuč s’krovišť mnog
prěstol Peruna i Chrsova moť
glendajete daleče ne videnta že pri rěce smrti
oděna v črnějem – Morěna – bogyňi živymi trensonťi
si jest poslana po drevľněmu zavětu
rečeno byst pojenti ja otsondu
na stranon zelenojon, zemľon božijon
město ideze srenťete pravdon
padajete že na sněg glasa jeju nesy mrazn větr vějet
někde v otčině jako v sijon noť usnete vědent
abije ne čujete uže zimon
bijete srdci jeju aky grom strachy
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Kračunŭ (2010)
01:16
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(words by Honza Kapák)
Moon, forest, blinding snow
My ancestors call me back home
Don´t ask me who leads my steps
What made me follow this path
The thing I feel is older than any words
How can you dare to stop me now ... please, don´t ... I must go
Strange, moon shines slightly, just as little as clouds allow
May inner enlightment give me a sight of the day´s clarity
Frost shivers my shoeless feet and tempts me to dance...
... the timeless dance with eternity
The last time Im looking back with tearless regards
Well ... I used to love it there
Last rememberance in a mind washed off pain and scars
Well ... I used to suffer there
Strange, suddenly I understand, all the tones and words whispered to me
A breathtaking song of divine unity
Frost shivers my shoeless feet and tempts me to dance ...
... the endless dance with eternity
You may have used to know me, sorry if I´ll be missed
But the feeling inside is a law
I must keep on this path despite only guessing its goal
Sorry my friends, I must go …
Moon, forest, blinding snow
My ancestors call me back home
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(words by Honza V.)
Krásou dívka obdařená, však zlá macecha tuze trápí jí,
Sestra v loži zabořená, však ošklivá až přejde smích
Té zlé z prachbídné kratochvíle fialek se zachtělo
Jahody a jablka rudá, dítě marné, okusiti muselo
Za okny jen mráz a vítr, měsíc, les a bílý sníh
Táhne děvče hustým lesem, doufá v zázrak, tu světlo zří
Na kopci tam v tichu sedí
Dvanáct mužů – nejstarší třímá kyj
Prosbu její vyslyší
S pocitem hnusu, Leden postoupí svůj trůn těm ostatním
Táhne matka se svou dcerou, lesem zimním, nehostinným
Hnány touhou, závistí a zlobou, hledat plody letních dní
Komu však v srdci střídmost chybí, pokora a uznání
Zhyne smrtí jak sníh bledou, když neznal lepšího jednání
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Panychida Plzen, Czech Republic
The band hailing from the Czech Republic evolved into distinctive mixture of black and traditional heavy metal after more
than fifteen years of existence.
And it is the new album which takes the listener to the most fascinating journey on the south border of Bohemia, into the old times of Šumava mountains.
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