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Kryzak (Piesnia Pra Trolau II)

LITVINTROLL
Czornaja Panna
Minsk, Belarus 2013
www.litvintroll.com


Minsk folk metal band Litvintroll brings to general attention the second album "Czornaja Panna" (“The Black Lady”)  which has marked the ending of the way which lasted for 3 years since the moment of the debut disk release in long-ago 2009.

During this time not only the ensemble’s structure have undergone changes – the new keyboardist, the guitarist and the drummer have come – but also sounding has become more saturated, dense, with noticeable influence of doom.

The album “Czornaja Panna” consists of 8 tracks different from each other. But, despite of its stylistic variety, the record sounds monolithically. There is a merit of not only musicians, but also of the sound engineer Alexey Bolotov working over the sound.

Da Siabra (To a Friend) – a song-congratulation for the band’s friend - the host of the program HelloFolks at Lublin radio Centrum. It was impossible to limit with stock phrases, so the song was created and written down at first in the acoustic version, and later in its metal arrangement.

Kryżak - Piesnia Pra Trolau II (Crusader - The Song About Trolls II) is a sequel of the song with the similar title from the previous album. Written in the anniversary of The Battle of Grunwald, the song, however, describes history of the great battle from a bit different party, rather than it is accepted.

Kamarowa Śmierć (The Mosquito's Death) is a folk song set on a chipper disco rhythm with a gloomy ending in Type O Negative style.

Lipka (The Linden) is one more folk song but this time a Polish one. The song - shout, the song - crying, a story about a girl who is forced to marry the unloved. In Poland where Litvintroll are the frequent guests, Lipka is known by everyone therefore the idea to play it arose long ago. The main task was to make it unbanal.

Karaleuskaja (A King’s Song) – from time to time it happens so that a grotesque character as if descends from the pages of a terrifying and malicious story. Look back and around, listen for it. Probably, right now you can hear his voice which is singing the praises of himself. It is interesting, what his destiny will be like in our world.

Czornaja Panna (The Black Lady) – everybody knows a sorrowful story of Barbara Radziwiłł. But Black Lady is not only a ghost of Niasvizh Castle. Having returned from the bottom plans of existence, she pushes the beloved in the embraces of madness, dooming to death him and all his descendants. The song presented the name to the album and set its whole outline. Death which is lurking behind a lovely face of Black Lady eventually overtakes everybody.

Ad Astra – all of us aspire to stars. But what for? Someone thirsts for knowledge of unknown, someone runs away, leaving behind burning world.

Lasun (The Wild Man) – man destroys everything around him. The earth lavishly shares its riches with him, but man always doesn’t have enough. He’s forgotten ancestors’ behests, he doesn't think about the descendants. And he won't escape the punishment. Ancient goddess Mara, who is one more hypostasis of Death, will say his name and pull a trembling heart out of the foe’s breast.


On September 2, 2012, just some days before the ending of work on the album, tragedy struck. During the concert in Homel  the band’s bass player Aleh Klimchanka died right on the stage.

The album "Czornaja Panna" is devoted to his memory.
Your music will sound eternally, Aleh.

Litvintroll - Kamarowa Smierc

Litvintroll - Czornaja Panna

Litvintroll - Ad Astra

Prologue

Shores of Sorrows

Through the unknown

Book of the damned

Bloodshed Forges

Epilogue

Litvintroll - Rock'n'Troll

Litvintroll - Oh, My Grove Green...

Litvintroll - The Gloom

Litvintroll - The Song About Trolls

Litvintroll - The Air Is Fragrant With Thyme

Litvintroll - Kupalinka

Litvintroll - Da Siabra (To a Friend)
Promo track from upcoming album "Czornaja Panna"


To a Friend
Music by Litvintroll
Lyrics by Varabeichykau

What can be more precious than a treasure
As we ride to a friend’s place?

Wishing you long years of life as we raise our tankards!

When we get together,
It is not with tales we delight our hearts.

Wishing you long years of life as we raise our tankards!

We will get you mighty drunk,
We will get you glassy-eyed.

Wishing you long years of life as we raise our tankards!

Sing a song about trolls,
Beauties and worthy warriors.

Wishing you long years of life as we raise our tankards!

Wink to a merry lady -
Get yourself some loving.

Wishing you long years of life as we raise our tankards!

Call your friends to join the party -
The beer is still aplenty.

Wishing you long years of life as we raise our tankards!



Da Siabra
Muzyka: Litvintroll
Slovy: Varabejczykau

Szto dla nas kasztouniej skarba,
Kali edzem my da siabra?

Douhich hod żadaem, kufli uzdymaem!

Kali my źbiaremsia razam,
Cieszym duszu nie raskazam.

Douhich hod żadaem, kufli uzdymaem!

Z nami budziesz duża pjany,
Z nami pozirk budzie szklany.

Douhich hod żadaem, kufli uzdymaem!

Pieśniu zaśpiawaj pra trolau,
Pryhażuń  i hodnych wojau.

Douhich hod żadaem, kufli uzdymaem!

Padmirhni wiasiołaj pańnie -
Budzie łaska dy kachańnie.

Douhich hod żadaem, kufli uzdymaem!

Zaprasi siabrou na świata -
Piwa jość jaszcze bahata.

Douhich hod żadaem, kufli uzdymaem!

Litvintroll - Da Siabra

Litvintroll - Lipka (The Linden) - Polish traditional song
Promo track from upcoming album "Czornaja Panna"

Check Lipka live video
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=VhrIhI-a7po

Litvintroll - Lipka

Litvintroll - Lasun (The Wild Man)
Promo track from upcoming album "Czornaja Panna"


The Wild Man
Music by Litvintroll
Lyrics by Varabeichykau


Put out that fire, trample down those charcoals -
The smoke is burning my eyes.
You are an unwelcome visitor, a villain in the night.
Your every breath rends my chest!

You walked into my home without asking for permission,
You have tortured my sons, raped my daughters.
You took my treasure, destroying what you could not take.
You drove your axe’s spike right into my side.

We used to be like brothers, you and I.
We lived side by side for thousands of years.
Many a horn filled with mead we raised
As we sat at one table with you.

Together we marched in line, shoulder to shoulder,
When the enemy raged beyond the wall.
Then you betrayed me, spitting in my face.
An insult I never forgave!

The wood closes its heavy treetops.
Go stray in the night, don’t come looking for a way back.
A beast will swiftly catch up with you.
Run away howling, run for your life, to perish all the same.
Mara will call your name,
Piercing your heart with a poisoned spear.
The final path will lead you as if into a bog…
Why did you betray me, my brother?

The fire of cruelty is burning my soul,
All around is covered in smoke!
Unworthy is the villain of the Wild Man’s revenge.
No more suffering - the roots have been filled up
With blood as with rainwater!




Lasun
Muzyka: Litvintroll
Slovy: Varabejczykau


Zatuszy ahoń, zatapczy wuhli -
Jedki dym dziare woczy maje.
Ty niazwany hość, lichadzej unaczy,
Kożny podych twoj maje hrudzi rwie.

Ty uwajszou u moj dom, nie spytau dazwoł.
Katawau synou, hwałtawau daczok.
Rabawau moj skarb, szto nie brau - kruszyu.
I siakiery u bok usadziu mnie szyp.

My ż byli raniej swajaki-braty.
Pobacz my żyli tysiaczy hadou.
Za adnym stałom szmat my uźniali
Dahary z taboj miedwianych rahou.

Szychtawaliś my da placza-placzo
Kali za murom worah lutawau.
Ty ża zdradziu mnie, plunuu mnie u twar.
I abrazy toj ja nie darawau.

Les zmyknie swaje ciażkija krony.
Unaczy zabłukaj, szlach nazad nie szukaj.
Źwier ciabie chutka dahonić.
Woj, biaży, uciakaj - usio adno, pamiraj.
Mara paklicza imia twaje,
Dzidaj atruczanaj serca prabje.
Ścieżka aposzniaja byccam u dryhwu zawiadzie...
Brat, czamu ty zdradziu mnie?

Śpiakaje lutaść duszu mnie,
Kurycca usio wakoł.
Nia warty złodziej pomsty lasuna.
Pakut nia treba bolej - napity karani
Krywioju, jak wadoju dażdżawoju!


Litvintroll - Lasun

A King’s Song

I was born in a sad hour, foreseen by the priests.
The darkness dissolved, and everyone breathed easier.
I am the liberator, your hero marked by the Gods.
Take off your hoods and bow lower.

My destiny was foretold -
I will be a king soon.
Then the grief and sorrow
With fire I will burn away.

Raise my throne, all studded with jewels.
Let it go higher, and higher, and higher!
Sing hymns to me, unfold your banners -
Let them waive in the wind!

Shepherdless, the herd strays into the thick of the woods -
Your people need a trustworthy leader.
With sword, fire and lash I defend power,
With spears of steel I prop peace.

Mine is the true way
That will lead the people to happiness.
Those who are not with us
Will suffer trouble and misfortune.

Heavy clouds, wandering in the darkness -
Success has passed me around.
Darkness has led me astray. A bad way have I chosen,
A way that suddenly has taken me…
To the scaffold!

All of a sudden, things have changed -
Where am I?
What has the king’s palace turned into?
The noose is my crown, the gallows are my throne!
The crowd roars all around me:
Disgrace! Disgrace! Disgrace!

Tighten that noose around my neck real good,
The furious wind is whistling!
Raise me to that beam.
Let me go higher, and higher, and higher!




Karaleuskaja

Ja naradziusia u smutny czas, pradbaczany wałchwami,
I ciemra razyszłasia, dychać stała usim lahczej.
Ja - wyzwaliciel, wasz heroj, adznaczany bahami!
Zdymicie kapialuszy i schiliciesia niżej.

Moj los byu pradkazany -
Ja chutka budu karalom.
Tady tuhu i skruchu
Adrazu wypalu ahniom.

Tron moj kasztouny dahary uzdymicie
Wyszej, wyszej, wyszej!
Himny śpiawajcie, ściahi razharnicie -
Wiecier niachaj ich kałysza.

U huszczary statak ruszycca biez pastucha dahladu -
Patrebien waszaj hramadzie nadziejny pawadyr.
Miaczom, ahniom i bizunom adstojwaju uładu
I dzidami stalowymi padtrymliwaju mir.

Moj szlach zapeuny samy, 
Ludziej da szczaścia jon wiadzie.
A tyja, chto nia z nami
U lichie buduć i biadzie.

Ciażkija chmary, błukanni u ciemry -
Pośpiech mianie abyszou.
Morak zabłytau, szlach abrau ja drenny,
Szlach, szto raptouna prywiou
Na eszafot!

Znianacku usio zmianiłasia,
Dzie apynuusia ja?
U szto pieratwaryusia zamak karala?
Piatla - maja karona, szybienica - tron.
Rawie natoup nawokał:
"Hamon! Hamon! Hamon!"

Piatlu na szyi tużej zaciahnicie.
Wiecier szalony świszcza.
Na papiareczcy dahary padymicie
Wyszej! Wyszej! Wyszei!


Karaleuskaja (A King's Song)

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