Migla, migla, rasa, rasa (svētās vedības) - Skyforger traduction en anglais

Migla, migla, rasa, rasa (svētās vedības)

Migla, migla, rasa, rasa,
Tas man labu nedarij'-
Rasa manas kajas mirka,
Migla nozud kumelins

Nokrit migla, nokrit rasa
Atrod savu kumelin;
Atrod savu kumelin
Pie Menesa namdurvim

Meness nema Saules meitu,
Aicin' mani vedibas,
Ka es jasu vedibasi
Nesedlotu kumelin'

Saule deva zelta sedlus
Meness sudrab' iemauktins',
Nu es varu drosi jati
Dieva delu pulcina

Krustiem auga kokiem saknes,
Krustiem zvaigznes debesis,
Saniem jaja Dieva deli,
Krustiem tek'a kumelin'.

Mist, mist, dew, dew (holy wedding)

Mist, mist, dew, dew,
It doesn't do me any good,
Dew wet my legs,
Mist carries the foal away

Mist fell, dew fell
Find your foal;
Find your foal
At Menez's front door

Menez takes the daughter of the Sun,
Invites me to the wedding,
That I may ride the wedding
Not saddled foal

Sun gave golden saddles
Menez silver bridle,
Now I can ride safely
Whip of God's son

Roots grow between trees,
Stars between the heavens,
Sleds with the eggs of God's son,
Foals run between