Korpiklaani — Synkkä song lyrics and translation
The page contains the lyrics and English translation of the song "Synkkä" by Korpiklaani.
Lyrics
Kiukaisissa hiidenkiuas,
Joukahaisen loylykiuas.
Suuri on kivinen muisto,
Suurempi on joukahainen.
Metsän luona synkkä tunne,
Tunteiden takana kiuas.
Tumma metsä, maa on sunkkä,
Sunkempi on joukahainen.
Läpi sunkän metsän hiivi,
Katso suurta, uhri anna.
Tummaa multaa katapäissä
Koriin asti aina kanna.
Tumman mullan, maan sisällä,
Kallion koloissa, soissa,
Ilmenee tuo sunkkä luoja,
Tumman puolen joukahainen.
Korvassani kuiske juului,
Varjot pääle pään palasi.
Tumma, hiljainen jumala,
Metsän äänet rikkoutuvat.
Hiidenkirnu, hiidenkiuas,
Synkät merkit mennehiset,
Maa on mahti alkuluojan,
Mahti suuren joukahaisen.
Dismal
Joukahainen, he is great —
Greater than his stony relic,
The vast barrow of hot steams,
His tremendous sauna stove.
Joukahainen, he is gloomier —
Gloomier than the dark forest,
The forest with a dark emotion.
Behind it is the stove.
Sneak through the gloomy forest.
Look at the giant, make offerings.
Carry dark soil on your heels.
Always carry it all the way home.
In the dark soil and in the ground,
In the holes of rocks and in swamps
The gloomy creator will appear —
Joukahainen from the dark side.
A whisper reached my ear and the
Shadows returned upon my head —
The dark, dismal and silent god.
The sounds of the forest shatter.
The giant’s kettle, the barrow —
Those dark omens are now bygones.
The land is the creator’s might.
The might belongs to joukahainen.
Lyrics translation
In a temper,
Louykiuas.
Great is the stone memory,
The bigger one is the Yucca.
By the forest a dark feeling,
Behind the emotion, I feel angry.
Dark forest, sunken land,
Sunkempi is a yukahainen.
Through the sunkä forest sneak,
Look at the big one, victim anna.
Dark dirt in catapults
Carry all the way to the basket.
Dark dirt, inside the Earth,
In rock holes, swamps,
Manifests itself in that sunken creator,
A dark side.
There was a whisper in my ear.,
The shadows on the top of the head came back.
Dark, silent god,
The sounds of the forest break.
Hiidenkirnu, hiidenkiuas,
Dark signs of the past,
Earth is the power of primordial protection,
The great Yucca.
Dismal
Yukahainen, they are great —
Greater than his stony relic,
The left barrow of hot steams,
His tremendous sauna stove.
Yukahainen, they are gloomier —
Gloomier than the dark forest,
The forest with a dark emotion.
Behind it is the stove.
Sneak through the gloomy forest.
Look at the giant, make offers.
Carry dark soil on your heels.
Always carry it all the way home.
In the dark soil and in the ground,
In the holes of rocks and in swamps
The gloomy creator will appeal —
I mean, you know, from the dark side.
A whisper reached my ear and the
Shadows returned upon my head —
The dark, disnal and silent god.
The sounds of the forest shatter.
The giant's kettle, The barrow —
Those dark omens are now bygones.
The land is the creator's mighty.
The mighty believers to joukahainen.