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In memory of Bartek, our friend and fan.
Guest vocals by Ingvarr (Schreigarm)
Directed by Ryncuk Vystarobski
The original lyrics are in Belarusian combined with Ukrainian, English translation below
Jak u sinim mory
Ŭziać u žmieniu soli,
Ssypać nad ziamlioju,
Razahnać niadoliu.
Ad lichoha voka,
Ad naža i ad suroka,
Ad malanki j hromu -
Šliach znajsci dadomu.
Oj, jak sokal z hniazda vyliataje,
Šliach dalioki jaho čakaje.
Paliacić jon nad vadami ciakučymi,
Nad liasami drymučymi.
Chaj u darozie jaho moj abiarok bieraže,
Kab vady horkaj nie napicca,
Kab u liesie čužym nie zabludzicca.
Chaj pamoža jamu sonca jasnaje,
Kab daroha byla svietlaju.
Chaj pamoža jamu miesiac jasny
I, jak maci, da jaho budzie pryvietny.
Chaj pamohuć jamu vietry bujnyja,
Chaj nie dujuć vieĺmi, a toĺki pasvistvajuć,
Kab kryly jaho byli vostrymi,
Kab darohu pakaračvali
I da rodnaha hniazda pavaračvali,
Kab nie stajala hniazdo apuscielaje
I nie byla ziamlia asiracielaja.
Adydzisia lichoje voka,
Adydzisia chutčej dalioka,
Kab jon byŭ zdarovy,
Kab jon byŭ žyvy.
Ja šukaŭ doli,
Sciraŭ kamianiami nohi,
Basanož išoŭ.
Pryniasi majo ciela dadomu.
Paabiacaj.
O, plyne kača po Tysyni…
Plyne kača po Tysyni.
O, pohynu ja v čužim kraju…
Pohynu ja v čužym kraju.
Stežkoju po nebu
Ty pryjdeš do mene.
Zemlja moja
Zove.
Podyvys' na mene,
Kistky tvoji zberemo,
Mertvoho čy žyvoho
Povernemo tebe dodomu.
Z košykam na kosci,
Smierć na pliačach nosić
Basanož.
Pryniasi majo ciela dadomu.
O, zemle moja,
Serce moje z toboju!
Poverny moje tilo
Do moho sercja.
Return my coffin home!
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LYRICS TRANSLATION
As in the deep blue sea,
Take a handful of salt,
Cast it over the earth,
And banish misfortune away.
Against the evil eye,
Against the knife and hex,
Against lightning and thunder -
To find the way home.
Oh, as a falcon flies out from the nest,
A distant road awaits him.
He will fly over flowing waters,
Over deep, dark forests.
May my charm protect him on his way,
Lest he drink the bitter water,
Lest he lose himself in a forest not his own.
May the bright sun aid him,
That his road be filled with light.
May the bright moon aid him,
And be to him as a mother, gentle and kind.
May the mighty winds aid him,
May they not blow too fiercely,
but only softly whistle,
That his wings be keen,
That they shorten his way
And turn him toward his native nest,
Lest the nest stand empty,
And the earth be left orphaned.
Begone, evil eye,
Begone far and swiftly,
That he be healthy,
That he be alive.
I searched for my fate,
Wore my feet raw on the stones,
Barefoot I walked.
Bring my body home,
Promise me.
Oh, the duckling swims along the Tysa River…
The duckling swims along the Tysa River.
Oh, I shall perish in a foreign land…
I shall perish in a foreign land.
Along a path across the sky
You will come to me.
My homeland
Calls.
Look at me,
We will gather your bones,
Dead or alive,
We will bring you home.
With a basket for bones,
We carry death upon our shoulders,
Barefoot.
Bring my body home.
Oh, my land,
My heart is with you!
Return my body
To my heart.
Return my coffin home!
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