Moonsorrow — Ukkosenjumalan poika song lyrics and translation
The page contains the lyrics and English translation of the song "Ukkosenjumalan poika" by Moonsorrow.
Lyrics
Kun toinen salama maahan löi
hän tointui unestaan.
Tahtoi hän kokea voimiaan,
ne liian heikoiks' osoittain.
Aikuistua saanut vieläei,
ei hallita ukkosta.
Oli pojan ensin nöyrryttävä,
opittava jumalain mahti.
Nyt tunteensa sai, tarttui salamaan,
halki taivaiden viha kaikui!
Nuorukainen pilven päällä
ratsastaa.
Liian nuori salamoita kantamaan.
Kulkee yksin kunnian polkuaan.
Voimattomuus taitonsa musertaa.
Hän liikaa uhosi — kirouksen ansaitsi.
Nyt tunteensa sai, tarttui salamaan,
halki taivaiden viha kaikui!
Häväisten hänet karkoitettiin,
pois pilviltäisänsä.
As another flash struck to the ground
he recovered from his sleep.
So strong was his urge to test his might
but still he was too weak.
Who has no rites of passage undergone,
he cannot rule the thunder.
The first step is always to humble
and to learn the might of the gods.
Anger he felt, grabbed a thunderbolt
and across the heavens hate echoed!
An adolescent he is to ride a stormy cloud.
So young to carry the faintest bolt of lightning.
Alone he walks his path of honour.
Such skill wasted in lack of strength.
Too bold he was to learn — a grand punishment
deserved.
Anger he felt, grabbed a thunderbolt
and across the heavens hate echoed!
And lo, by disgrace he was expelled
from the clouds of his father.
Lyrics translation
When another lightning struck the ground
he was dreaming.
He wanted to experience his strength.,
they're too weak.
Someone who has grown up is still alive.,
not controlling Thunder.
Was the boy's first humbling,
learning the power of the gods.
Now he got his feelings, grabbed the Lightning.,
across the heavens the anger echoed!
The young man on the cloud
ride.
Too young to carry lightning.
He walks his path of glory alone.
His powerlessness is overwhelming.
He deserved too much of the bravado.
Now he got his feelings, grabbed the Lightning.,
across the heavens the anger echoed!
Disgraced, he was exiled,
away from the cloudy night.
As another flash struck to the ground
he recovered from his sleep.
So strong was his urge to test his might
but still he was too weak.
Who has no rites of passage underground,
he can't rule the thunder.
The first step is always to humble
and to learn the meaning of the gods.
Anger he felt, grabbed a thunderbolt
and across the heavens hat echoed!
An adolescent he is to ride a stormy cloud.
So young to carry the fairest bolt of lightning.
Alone he walks his path of Honor.
Such skill was wasted in lack of strength.
Too bold he was to learn — a grand punishment
deserved.
Anger he felt, grabbed a thunderbolt
and across the heavens hat echoed!
And lo, by disrupt he was exposed
from the clouds of his father.