Paroles et traduction Wohnout - Saman

Saman

Pán u ohně sedí
Doušky polyká
Kalumet delší
Než je stín
Jenže pán ten je indián
A indiáni kouřit musej
Jinak ty svoje stavy nevokusej
Ten pán si mezeru v čase
Krásně vyplnil
Z hlavy mu stoupá
šedej dým
A přízně všech
Starejch sil
Co lítaj vzduchem
Jsou tím vzruchem
Setkání se starým
A dobrým duchem
Plameny skáčou
Noc ožívá
Kameny pláčou
A stín je kytka plazivá
A že je zvíře
A že je pták
A že je plížící se
Had
že neni pánem
To se mu zdá
To se mu jenom zdá
Bál se jen bál
Bál se, že už to končí
A vítr jen vál
A nechtěl zapomenout
že je zvíře a že je pták
A že je plížící se had
že není pánem to se mu zdá
To se mu jenom zdá
Ten pán se do těla vrátil
Plameny uhasil
Vysypal dýmku zmizel
Dým
Ale přízně všech
Starejch sil
Co lítaj vzduchem
Sou tim uchem
Naslouchaj lidu
Kterej už je duchem
Je pozdě
Neni tráva
Není voda
Není lesní kráva
Není vůbec nic
Jen hic
Zmizel z ohně dým
Zmizel z ohně dýmu stína kameny se tváří chladně jako předtím

Saman

My Lord is sitting by the fire
Gulping down ale
His calumet is longer
Than a shadow
But my Lord is an Indian
And Indians have to smoke
Otherwise they don't get their kicks
The Lord has filled the gap in time
Very nicely
Grey smoke rises from his head
Into the favour of all
Old forces
Which fly through the air
Are floating in the mist
In the excitement
Of the meeting with the old man
And the good spirit
The flames are leaping
The night is coming alive
The stones are weeping
And the shadow is a creeping flower
And that's the animal
And that's the bird
And that's the creeping
Snake
That he is not the master
That's what it seems to him
That's what it just seems like to him
He was just scared
Scared that it was already over
And the wind just blew
And he didn't want to forget
That he's an animal and that he's a bird
And that he is a creeping snake
That he's not the master that's what it seems to him
That's what it just seems like to him
My Lord returned to his body
He extinguished the flames
He emptied his pipe and then disappeared
The smoke
But the favour of all
Of the old forces
Which fly through the air
Is in the ear
Listening to people
Who are already with the spirits
It's late
There's no grass
There's no water
There's no forest cows
There's nothing at all
Just heat
The smoke disappeared from the fire
The smoke disappeared from the fire and the stones look as cold as before