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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!


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Victor Traskovsky