Lööme Mesti - Metsatöll Übersetzung ins Englische

Lööme Mesti

Kui on toorus, hinge noorus,
Maadligi kaeb silm,
Vormib varmaks, et ei tormaks
Liig vara sinu ind.
Kui on parda härmakarva,
Juus on hõbehall,
Liidab taipu panipaiku,
Tarkust oimu all.
Meie vennad, sõsarad,
Noorikud ja hallid pead,
Kokku tulla taas,
Kaks jalga maas,
Aeg selleks antud.
Meie vennad, sõsarad,
Noorikud ja hallid pead,
Kokku tulla taas,
Kaks jalga maas,
Aeg selleks antud.
Lööme mesti, siis on hästi
Kui on süda sees
Hundimõõtu, veidi paakund,
Aus kuid igavest.
Ehk on pakast hingelakas,
Lämbust loome taas.
Kui on lõõma, leegikuuma,
Kainust kõigilt saad.
Meie vennad, sõsarad,
Noorikud ja hallid pead,
Kokku tulla taas,
Kaks jalga maas,
Aeg selleks antud.
Meie vennad, sõsarad,
Noorikud ja hallid pead,
Kokku tulla taas,
Kaks jalga maas,
Aeg selleks antud.
Täna öösel ühte lööme
Kindlalt oma käed.
Kui meid hoiad, päev sul koidab,
õiget rada läed.
Kui on juured mullapõues,
Tead kust oled tulnd,
Siis on õnned meie õuel,
Kindel kodukund.
Meie vennad, sõsarad,
Noorikud ja hallid pead,
Kokku tulla taas,
Kaks jalga maas,
Aeg selleks antud.
Meie vennad, sõsarad,
Noorikud ja hallid pead,
Kokku tulla taas,
Kaks jalga maas,
Aeg selleks antud.

We Will Strike

When there is rawness, the youth of the soul,
The eye, weeping, reaches to the ground,
It forms a spear, so that your zeal does not rush
Too early into your spirit.
When the beard is hoary grey,
Hair is silver grey,
It joins understanding to the places of wisdom,
It grasps wisdom beneath all.
Our brothers, our sisters,
Young and grey heads,
To come together again,
Two feet on the ground,
The time for it is given.
Our brothers, our sisters,
Young and grey heads,
To come together again,
Two feet on the ground,
The time for it is given.
We will strike, then it will be well
When there is a heart within
Of a wolf's measure, a bit salty,
Honest but eternal.
Perhaps there is icy breath,
We will create warmth again.
When there is flame, blazing hot,
You will receive it from every juniper.
Our brothers, our sisters,
Young and grey heads,
To come together again,
Two feet on the ground,
The time for it is given.
Our brothers, our sisters,
Young and grey heads,
To come together again,
Two feet on the ground,
The time for it is given.
Tonight we strike together
Surely our hands.
If you hold us, the day will dawn for you,
You will go the right way.
When the roots are in the soil,
You know where you come from,
Then there are joys in our courtyard,
A sure homestead.
Our brothers, our sisters,
Young and grey heads,
To come together again,
Two feet on the ground,
The time for it is given.
Our brothers, our sisters,
Young and grey heads,
To come together again,
Two feet on the ground,
The time for it is given.