Paroles et traduction Metsatöll - Vaid Vaprust

Vaid Vaprust

Jah, merevahust murdu sööb purjelaeva rind
Täis terashalli väge on iga mehe hing.
Kui vahuvalgeid laineid löövad iilid üle pea
Ei pelgu tunne mehed, ei hirmu nime tea!
(Oo-oh Oo-oh!)
Kui veripunast koitu neelab meremehe silm,
(Oo-oh Oo-oh!)
Siis vaba on me vaim ja vaba on me hing!
Kui vajub raskelt randa see merelaeva voor,
Siis võõra ranna lehka veab iga sõõmupaar.
Ei toeta käsi mõõka, ei oda hoia klann
Ent kui tarvis, haarab tera iga rusik′, raevus ramm.
(Oo-oh Oo-oh!)
Kui veripunast koitu neelab meremehe silm,
(Oo-oh Oo-oh!)
Siis vaba on me vaim ja vaba on me hing!
(Oo-oh Oo-oh!)
Ei pelgu tunne süda, ei rajalt eksi samm,
(Oo-oh Oo-oh!)
Vaid vaprust seitse sülda ja vabatmehe ramm.
(Oo-oh oo-oh!)
On meresoolast vettind' minu tuulest paakund kuub
(Oo-oh Oo-oh!)
On tormilained räsind′, tüügashabe mõõtmas tuult.
Kui silmapiiri poole vaob purjelaeva mast
On igamehe mõtted kus meremehe kast -
Üks peotäis mulda oma koduaia alt
Vahe tera, tükk leiba ja kiri armsamalt.
(Oo-oh Oo-oh!)
Kui veripunast koitu neelab meremehe silm,
(Oo-oh Oo-oh!)
Siis vaba on me vaim ja vaba on me hing.
Ei pelgu tunne süda, ei rajalt eksi samm,
Vaid vaprust seitse sülda ja vabatmehe ramm.
Ei pelgu tunne süda, ei rajalt eksi samm,
Vaid vaprust seitse sülda ja vabatmehe ramm!

Brave and Free

Yes, from the froth of the sea the sailboat's breast is bitten
Every man's soul is filled with the power of steel gray.
When the foam-white waves beat over their heads
The men feel no fear, they know no name for fear!
(Oo-oh Oo-oh!)
When the sailor's eye swallows the blood-red dawn,
(Oo-oh Oo-oh!)
Then our spirit is free and our soul is free!
When the bow of this sea ship sinks heavily ashore,
Then every breath carries the scent of a foreign shore.
No hand supports the sword, no clann holds the spear
But when needed, every fist grabs the blade, with furious force.
(Oo-oh Oo-oh!)
When the sailor's eye swallows the blood-red dawn,
(Oo-oh Oo-oh!)
Then our spirit is free and our soul is free!
(Oo-oh Oo-oh!)
The heart feels no fear, the step does not lose the path,
(Oo-oh Oo-oh!)
Only the brave are seven fathoms deep and with the strength of a free man.
(Oo-oh oo-oh!)
My tub of wind is watered with sea salt
(Oo-oh Oo-oh!)
The storm waves have torn, my beard measures the wind.
When the sailboat's mast bends towards the horizon
Every man's thoughts are in a sailor's chest -
A handful of soil from his own garden
A piece of bread, a letter from his beloved.
(Oo-oh Oo-oh!)
When the sailor's eye swallows the blood-red dawn,
(Oo-oh Oo-oh!)
Then our spirit is free and our soul is free.
The heart feels no fear, the step does not lose the path,
Only the brave are seven fathoms deep and with the strength of a free man.
The heart feels no fear, the step does not lose the path,
Only the brave are seven fathoms deep and with the strength of a free man!