Oh Fog, Oh Dew (Holy Wedding) - Skyforger Übersetzung ins Englische

Oh Fog, Oh Dew (Holy Wedding)

Migla migla rasa rasa
Ta man labu nedarij'
Rasa manas kajas mirka
Migla nozud kumelinš

Nokrit migla nokrit rasa
Atrod savu kumelin'
Atrod savu kumelinu
Pie meneša namdurvim

Meness nema saules meitu
Aicin' mani vedibas
Ka es jašu vedibas(i)
Nesedlotu kumelinu

Saule deva zelta sedlus
Meness sudrab' iemauktin's
Nu es varu droši jat(i)
Dieva delu pulcina

Krustiem auga kokiem saknes
Krustiem zvaigznes debesis
Saniem jaja Dieva deli
Krustiem teka kumelin'

Oh Fog, Oh Dew (Holy Wedding)

O mist, O dew, O dampness
That my love may not be detained,
The moisture of my soul is needed,
Mist, don't drench my love's foal.

Mist cover, dew cover
Find your loved one's foal,
Find your own filly,
At the moon's gate.

The moon has called the sun's gold,
Invites me to the wedding,
As I ride to the wedding
On an unsaddled foal.

The sun gave me a golden saddle,
The moon a silver bridle,
Now I can ride safely
On God's heavenly mount.

At the crossroads grow roots of trees,
At the crossroads stars in the sky,
In the sleighs, the children of God,
At the crossroads a foal was born.