Moonsorrow — Pakanajuhla song lyrics and translation
The page contains the lyrics and English translation of the song "Pakanajuhla" by Moonsorrow.
Lyrics
Veljet sekäsiskot,
kokoontukaamme yhteen pöytään!
On meidän malja nostettava
uudelle jumalalle.
Tähden alla syntynyt
meidän seuraamme nyt liittyy.
Hän syökaikki pöydän antimet
ja vapahtajaksemme ilmoittautuu.
Ketkäasettivat sankarinsa juhlittaviksi
aina meidän pyhiemme aikaan?
Ja he toistuvasti julkeavat puhua meistähäpäisijöinä!
Juopot eivät ulos astu lain,
valvova isäntävaihtuu vain.
Silläjok' ikistäpäivääkuluvaa
seuraa loputon pimeäyö.
Pian suden uneen
taas vaipua saa…
Brothers and sisters,
gather around the table!
A chalice we have to raise
to a god of an unknown faith.
The one born under a star
now joins our company.
He eats all yield of the festive table
and declares himself our savior.
Who did arrange the celebration of their holy
always on the days of our feasts?
And again and again they dare speak of us as blasphemers!
Drunkards never step out of the door,
observing masters alone taking turns.
For every passing day in human life
is followed by an endless dark of night.
Into a wolf’s dream
we soon may fall again…
Lyrics translation
Brothers and sisters,
let us gather together at the table!
We have to raise our glass
to the new God.
Born under the star
we're joined now.
He eats table offerings
and our Savior will come forward.
Who set their heroes to celebrate
always during our holidays?
And they repeatedly dare to talk about us as flippers!
Drunks don't step out of the law,
the controlling host is just changing.
Since every Daydream
follow the endless dark night.
Soon to the Wolf's dream
it's time to sink in again.…
Brothers and sisters,
gather around the table!
A chalice we have to raise
to a god of an unknown faith.
The one born under a star
now join our company.
He eats all night of the festive table
and declares himself our savior.
Who did arrange the celebration of their holy
always on the days of our feasts?
And again and again they dare speak of us as blasphemers!
Drunkards never step out of the door,
observing masters alone taking turns.
For every passing day in human life
is followed by an endless dark of night.
Into a wolf's dream
we soon may fall again…