Текст и перевод песни Eluveitie - Siraxta

Siraxta

Immi daga uimpi geneta
Lana beddos et' iouintutos
Blatus cetli, cantla carami
Menuan ambi caron soueti
Mimi, sedumi in disounile
Lana oinicilas in cridile
Ate-, iege, -rigasisi?
To- moi dera -bibrasisis?

Nu noxs todiqueuode
Nu papos samos d'elleloge
Tauila inter tegisa
Dirobata tenisa
Mimi, sedumi in disounile
Lana oinicilas in cridile
Menuan ambi caron soueti
Samito-ne urit- me -piseti?

Nu etnoi penna roceltont
Uo atanobi ro- sa -celtont
Cauannos ardu gariti
Critus ougros me gabiti
Auelos in dolias sueteti
No moi suetlon de tu bereti
Ate-, iege, -rigasisi?
To- moi dera -bibrasisis?

Papon, papon in samile
Papon, papon in tauile
Auelos sueteti uor magisi (All is quiet, all is silent)
Dera ougra loucint in nemisi (The wind is wailing on the field)
Papon, papon in samile (Unnamed stars blister cold)
Papon, papon in tauile (On the canopy)
Auelos sueteti uor magisi (All is quiet, all is silent)
Dera ougra loucint in nemisi (The wind is wailing on the field)
Papon, papon in samile
Papon, papon in tauile (And all is silent)

Nu etnoi penna roceltont
Uo atanobi ro- sa -celtont
Cauannos ardu gariti
Critus ougros me gabiti
Auelos in dolias sueteti
No moi suetlon de tu bereti
Ate-, iege, -rigasisi?
To- moi dera -bibrasisis?
Papon, papon in samile
Papon, papon in tauile
Auelos sueteti uor magisi (All is quiet, all is silent)
Dera ougra loucint in nemisi (The wind is wailing on the field)
Papon, papon in samile (Unnamed stars blister cold)
Papon, papon in tauile (On the canopy)
Auelos sueteti uor magisi (All is quiet, all is silent)
Dera ougra loucint in nemisi (The wind is wailing on the field)
Papon, papon in samile
Papon, papon in tauile (And all is silent)

Immi daga uimpi geneta
Dallos immi dacroun
Immi daga uimpi geneta
Dallos immi dacroun

Siraxta

In the midst of winter's grip,
Lying in bed, filled with youthful spirit,
Leaves are falling, the songbird's melody,
Fills the air with sweet sorrow.
My love, slumbering in the twilight,
Like a flower bud in the cradle of night,
Will you awaken, my dear, will you rise?
Will you tremble with passion, like the morning skies?

In the quiet of the night,
We whisper words of love and delight,
Hidden beneath the starry cloak,
Our desires interlock.
My love, slumbering in the twilight,
Like a flower bud in the cradle of night,
Fills the air with sweet sorrow,
Will you open your heart to me, like the petals at tomorrow?

The nightingale sings its enchanting tune,
And I long to sing with you beneath the moon,
Wolves howl in the distant hills,
Their cries echo through the night, sending chills.
The ancestors whisper in the rustling leaves,
But I only hear your gentle breaths as it weaves.
Will you awaken, my dear, will you rise?
Will you tremble with passion, like the morning skies?

Silence, silence in the village,
Silence, silence in the fields,
The ancestors whisper, magic concealed (All is quiet, all is silent)
The wild wind cries upon the battlefield (The wind is wailing on the field)
Silence, silence in the village (Unnamed stars blister cold)
Silence, silence in the fields (On the canopy)
The ancestors whisper, magic concealed (All is quiet, all is silent)
The wild wind cries upon the battlefield (The wind is wailing on the field)
Silence, silence in the village
Silence, silence in the fields (And all is silent)

The nightingale sings its enchanting tune,
And I long to sing with you beneath the moon,
Wolves howl in the distant hills,
Their cries echo through the night, sending chills.
The ancestors whisper in the rustling leaves,
But I only hear your gentle breaths as it weaves.
Will you awaken, my dear, will you rise?
Will you tremble with passion, like the morning skies?
Silence, silence in the village,
Silence, silence in the fields,
The ancestors whisper, magic concealed (All is quiet, all is silent)
The wild wind cries upon the battlefield (The wind is wailing on the field)
Silence, silence in the village (Unnamed stars blister cold)
Silence, silence in the fields (On the canopy)
The ancestors whisper, magic concealed (All is quiet, all is silent)
The wild wind cries upon the battlefield (The wind is wailing on the field)
Silence, silence in the village
Silence, silence in the fields (And all is silent)

In the midst of winter's grip,
My tears fall like the winter drip,
In the midst of winter's grip,
My tears fall like the winter drip,