Tīreļa purvā - Skyforger traduction en anglais

Tīreļa purvā

[In The Tirelis Swamp]

1916.gada 23.decembri Tirela purva apkartne sakas
Legendaras Ziemassvetku kaujas - krievu 12.armijas lielakais uzbrukums,
Kura galvenais trieciens bija janes latviesu strelniekiem. Pec nedelu ilgam cinam
Izdevas no vaciesiem atkarot Lozmetejkalnu, bet krievu generalu
Nemakuligas ricibas del, kaujas vairak neka 5000 latviesu strelnieku
Zaudeja dzivibas.

Ka aizkauts zvers kauc ziemelvejs
Un pari purvam sniegputeni griez
Tas trauce mieru klusiem teliem
Un vinu sejas slapju sniegu sviez

Viens otram blakus simtiem vinu gul
Un veras debesis ar tuksam acim
Kas bus tik drosmigs, ies un vinu matem sacis
Ka deliem muzam lemts ir tagad gulet ta
Tur Tirela purva.

Tai salta Ziemassvetku rita
Cauri dzelondrasu jurai
Ka milzu straume latvju pulki pluda
Ka nieku vacu fronti vini pusu rava
Tos visus vienojusi bija naida karsta srava

Bet cauru dienu cinoties sak karaviri gurt
Kur paligspeki, kapec vel vinu nava!
Un viens pec otra latvju deli krit
Un vinu pulki noasino sniega, puteni un sala
Tur Tirela purva.

Un kad reiz atkal atnak Ziemassvetku nakts
Un purva izsalkusi vilki kauc
Tad notris zeme zem smago solu takts -
Tie visi celusies pec jaunas cinas sauc
Tur Tirela purva
Kur sals un nave valda
Kur sausmas, ciesanas bezgala
Sniega, puteni un sala

[In The Tirelis Swamp]

[In The Tirelis Swamp]

December 23, 1916, the vicinity of the Tirelis swamp starts
Legendary Christmas battles - the largest attack of the Russian 12th Army,
Whose main blow was to be borne by Latvian riflemen. After a week-long struggle
Lozmetejkalns was recaptured from the Germans, but due to the
Faulty actions of the Russian generals, the battles
Over 5,000 Latvian riflemen lost their lives.

Like a slaughtered beast, the north wind howls
And a snowstorm whips across the swamp
It disturbs the peace of the quiet calves
And throws wet snow in their faces

Hundreds of them lie next to each other
And stare at the sky with empty eyes
Who will be so brave, go and tell them their mother says
That brave heroes are destined to lie like this now
There in the Tirelis swamp.

On that cold Christmas morning
Through a sea of barbed wire
Like a giant stream, the Latvian regiments surged
As if they were tearing the German front in half
United by a hot stream of hatred

But after fighting all day, the soldiers begin to tire
Where are the reinforcements, why aren't they here yet!
And one after another, Latvian heroes fall
And their regiments are decimated by snow, blizzard, and cold
There in the Tirelis swamp.

And when once again Christmas night comes
And hungry wolves howl in the swamp
Then the earth will tremble under the tread of heavy boots -
They will all rise up and call for a new battle
There in the Tirelis swamp
Where cold and death reign
Where drought, endless suffering
Snow, blizzard, and cold