Moonsorrow — Ruttolehto sis. Päivättömän Päivän Kansa song lyrics and translation
The page contains the lyrics and English translation of the song "Ruttolehto sis. Päivättömän Päivän Kansa" by Moonsorrow.
Lyrics
Kävi matkallaan lammelle tuntematon
Lupaa kysymättä juomaan siitä kumartui
Tiedon varjellun mieleensä virautti
Suunsa loitsuilla kätketyillä täytti
Vierellä lammen lahoava hirsipuu
Kätki juuriinsa riimujen syvimmät salat
Valtaa moista käsittäisi ruskin kukaan
Nuo merkit muinaiset
Salatun noituuden
Voiman ja viisauden
Tiedon tuonpuoleisen
Sanoja lausuen sai satoa kansalleen
Vaikka sydämessä talven
Niin ihminen ja jumala tehtiin tuntemattomasta
Kumpaistakin halveksien
Nuo merkit muinaiset
Salatun noituuden
Voiman ja viisauden
Ruton sekä vitsauksen
Tiedon tuonpuoleisen
Kirouksen ja rienauksen
Etkö tiedä mitä tahdot toiseen
Muuanne riista jo karkaa
Joku kavala tauti turmelee lihan
Sukuja lehtoonsa tappaa
Yhteishautaan lasketaan
Vereen kuivaan kuihtumaan
Tuhansittain sairaita
Vanhoja, heikkoja
Nuoria, kuolleita
Ota tämä uhrilahja
Ane alamaisesi
Lepy vihdoin vihassasi
Henget ota luoksesi
Ota tämä uhrilahja
Ane alamaisesi
Lepy vihdoin vihassasi
Saatan henget luoksesi
Verta lasken vuoksesi
Tarjoan teuraaksi vielä itseni
Jos kuolemalla kuoleman voittaa
Myötä manauksen roihahtaa vasta henkien raivo
Nousee takaa pilvien lumimyrsky ja kylmyys
Ei kuolevainen loitsuja omasta itsestään voi oksentaa
Tai unohtaa kauhujaan
Äärehen nouse
Näyttäydy meille
Ota tämä uhrilahja
Elo veljen voipuneen
Päästä meidät pimeästä
Selkä pitkä taita yön
On his journey a stranger went to the pond
Without permission bowed down to drink from it Guarded knowledge he streamed into his head
Filled his mouth with hidden incantations
By the pond a mouldering gallows
Hid into its roots the deepest secrets of the runes
Such power could be fathomed by hardly anyone
Those ancient signs
Of secret witchery
Of strength and of wisdom
Of knowledge of the beyond
Through uttering words got harvest for his people
Even in the heart of winter
So man and god were created of the stranger
Both being despised
Those ancient signs
Of secret witchery
Of strength and of wisdom
Of plague and of scourge
Of knowledge of the beyond
Of curse and of blasphemy
Don’t you know what you seek to know?
The water is polluted from one dell to the next
The game already escaping elsewhere
Some treacherous disease taints the meat
Kills families into its grove
Laid doesn in a common grave
To wither away in dry blood
Thousands of diseased
Old and frail
Young and deceased
Accept this sacrifice
The offering of your subject
Become conciliated in your wrath at last
Receive the spirits
Accept this sacrifice
The offering of your subject
Become conciliated in your wrath at last
I shall guide the spirits to you
Will draw blood for you
Will even offer myself for the slaughter
If death can be conquered by death
Not until through exorcism shall the wrath of the spirits burst into flames
From behind the coulds a blizzard and colness will rise
A mortal cannot vomit the incantations from himself
Nor forget his horrors
Rise to the edge
Appear to us Accept this sacrifice
The life of an exhausted brother
Release us from this darkness
Break the long back of the night
Lyrics translation
Went on his way to the pond unknown
Without asking permission to drink from it bent down
The knowledge of the guarded mind was stimulated by
His mouth, hidden by spells, filled
By the side of the pond is a decaying gallows
Hid in its roots the deepest secrets of the runes
The power of such a thing would be ruskin no one
Those marks of the ancients
Hidden witchcraft
Strength and wisdom
Beyond knowledge
Speaking words made harvest for his people
Even in the heart of winter
That's how Man and God were made of the unknown
Contemptuous of both
Those marks of the ancients
Hidden witchcraft
Strength and wisdom
Plague and plague
Beyond knowledge
Curse and blasphemy
Don't you know what you want in another
Other game is already running away
Some treacherous disease corrupts the flesh
Kill families in their Grove
The common grave counts
Blood to dry wither
Thousands of sick
Old, weak
Young, dead
Take this offering
Beg your subjects
Rest at last in your anger
Spirits take to you
Take this offering
Beg your subjects
Rest at last in your anger
I will bring the spirits to you
I'm counting blood for you
I will offer to slaughter myself again
If Death Wins death
With the exorcism will flare only the wrath of the spirits
Rises from behind clouds Blizzard and cold
No mortal spells of his own can vomit
Or forget their horrors
Rise to the limit
Show yourself to us
Take this offering
Elo brother's Buttercup
Get us out of the dark
Back long fold night
On his journey a stranger went to the pond
Without permission bowed down to drink from it Guarded knowledge he streamed into his head
Filled his mouth with hidden incantations
By the pond a mouldering gallows
Hid into its roots the deepest secrets of the runes
Such power could be fathomed by hardily anyone
These ancient signs
Of secret witchery
Of strength and of wisdom
Of knowledge of the beyond
Through uttering words got harvest for his people
Even in the heart of winter
So man and god were created of the stranger
Both being despised
These ancient signs
Of secret witchery
Of strength and of wisdom
Of plague and of scourge
Of knowledge of the beyond
Of curse and of blasphemy
Don’t you know what you seek to know?
The water is polluted from one dell to the next
The game already escaping elsewhere
Some treacherous disease taints the meat
Kills families into its grove
Laid doesn in a common grave
To wither away in dry blood
Thousands of diseased
Old and frail
Young and deceased
Accept this sacrifice
The offering of your subject
Become conciliated in your wrath at last
Receive the spirits
Accept this sacrifice
The offering of your subject
Become conciliated in your wrath at last
I shall guide the spirits to you
Will draw blood for you
Will even offer myself for the slaughter
If death can be conquered by death
Not until through exorcism shall the wrath of the spirits burst into flames
From behind the coulds a blizzard and colness will rise
A mortal cannot vomit the incantations from himself
Nor forget his horrors
Rise to the edge
Appear to us Accept this sacrifice
The life of an exhausted brother
Release us from this darkness
Break the long back of the night