Kauja Garozas silā.1287 Lyrics & Tabs by Skyforger
Kauja Garozas silā.1287
guitar chords lyrics
Vēl mežā dziļš guļ klusums
Un tumsa kokus sedz
Tur krustiem rotāti vīri
Tie guļ, ne ko dzird, ne ko redz
Tie neredz, kur biezokņa dzīlēs
Kā ugunis acis spīd
Un nejūt kā Veļu māte
Nāves elpu tiem uzpūš šobrīd
- Laiks mosties, laiks mosties -
Sauc klusu kāda draudīga balss
Tur kokā ķērc krauklis melns:
"Šeit visiem jums pienāks gals!"
Te pāršķeļ klusumu kaujas sauciens
Tur cauri biezoknim zemgaļi nāk
Kā melna nāves ēna pret kristīgiem velties tie sāk
Te pāršķeļ klusumu kaujas sauciens
Tur cauri biezoknim zemgaļi nāk
Kā melna nāves ēna pret kristīgiem velties tie sāk
Tie ietriecas krustnešu rindās
Un piešķīst ar asinīm sniegs
Dzird vaidus un zobenus šķindam
Jau daudzas acis ver nāves miegs
Un beidzot liecas un sašķīst viss kristīgo bars -
Nav pārspējams šodien tiem zemgaļu niknums un kaujas spars!
Ei, kraukļi, uz Zemgali nesiet ziņu:
"Pie Garozas silā sakauts guļ ienaidnieks!"
(English translation)
Burn, my heart, burn in blazing hate
let my hand grip the sword tight
the forest the clatter of horses' hoofs is heard
There's someone riding to find the end on this ground
the rivers of blood will be flowing soon
and many will never see the sun again.
Dead silence is lying at forest
and darkness still covers the trees
the men who are marked by the crosses
are sleeping, they don't hear, don't see
they don't see in depths of the thicket
the eyes are shining like lights
and don't feel the breath of death
that mother of velins is blowing upon them
- time to wake up, it's time to wake up -
is silently calling some threatening voice
there's black raven cawing at tree:
"You all will meet your end here!"
The silence is broken by a loud battle cry:
There Semigalls are coming through the thicket
like a black shadow of death they start rolling against the Christians.
They strike the Crusaders' rows
and snow is splashed by blood
now moans are heard and swords are tinkling
Many eyes are closed for the deadly sleep.
Till finally the whole crowd of Christians is falling to pieces
undefeatable is the Semigalls' rage and battle-spirit this day.
Hey, ravens, fly and bring the message to Semigallia:
The foe was broken in forest at Garoza!
