Текст и перевод песни Metsatöll - Pummelung
Purask
praksub
lõkkes
The
hearth
crackles
with
fire
Ja
lakerdajad
koos.
And
the
fiddlers
gather
close.
Pummelung
on
hoos.
The
beating
is
in
full
swing.
Kel
tuli
künnivaos.
He
who
has
fire
in
his
threshold.
Pärglituli
silmis,
With
bonfire
in
his
eyes,
Mehed
saamajaos.
Men
in
a
row.
Edasi
ja
peale!
Onward
and
forward!
Miks
nõder
on
meel?
Why
is
my
mind
numb?
Edasi
ja
peale!
Onward
and
forward!
Edasi
ja
peale!
Onward
and
forward!
Klunker
tõstab
hoogu
The
lute
raises
its
pitch
Langeb
noosi
loogu,
Falls
into
a
groove,
Kihvab
lihalust.
Rips
through
the
flesh.
Purask
praksub
lõkkes,
The
hearth
crackles
with
fire,
Mind
sinna
tõmbab
kirg.
I
am
drawn
to
it
with
passion.
Ja
virdes
loksub
rind.
And
at
dawn,
my
chest
heaves.
Edasi
ja
peale!
Onward
and
forward!
Miks
nõder
on
meel?
Why
is
my
mind
numb?
Edasi
ja
peale!
Onward
and
forward!
Edasi
ja
peale!
Onward
and
forward!
Miks
nõder
on
meel?
Why
is
my
mind
numb?
Edasi
ja
peale!
Onward
and
forward!
Edasi
ja
peale!
Onward
and
forward!
Miks
nõder
on
meel?
Why
is
my
mind
numb?
Edasi
ja
peale!
Onward
and
forward!
Edasi
ja
peale!
Onward
and
forward!
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