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Karaleuskaja [A King​’​s Song]

from Czornaja Panna by Litvintroll

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A King’s Song

I was born in a sad hour, foreseen by the priests.
The darkness dissolved, and everyone breathed easier.
I am the liberator, your hero marked by the Gods.
Take off your hoods and bow lower.

My destiny was foretold
I will be a king soon.
Then the grief and sorrow
With fire I will burn away.

Raise my throne, all studded with jewels.
Let it go higher, and higher, and higher!
Sing hymns to me, unfold your banners
Let them waive in the wind!

Shepherdless, the herd strays into the thick of the woods
Your people need a trustworthy leader.
With sword, fire and lash I defend power,
With spears of steel I prop peace.

Mine is the true way
That will lead the people to happiness.
Those who are not with us
Will suffer trouble and misfortune.

Heavy clouds, wandering in the darkness
Success has passed me around.
Darkness has led me astray. A bad way have I chosen,
A way that suddenly has taken me…
To the scaffold!

All of a sudden, things have changed
Where am I?
What has the king’s palace turned into?
The noose is my crown, the gallows are my throne!
The crowd roars all around me:
"Disgrace! Disgrace! Disgrace!"

Tighten that noose around my neck real good,
The furious wind is whistling!
Raise me to that beam.
Let me go higher, and higher, and higher!



Karaleuskaja

Ja naradziusia u smutny czas, pradbaczany wałchwami,
I ciemra razyszłasia, dychać stała usim lahczej.
Ja – wyzwaliciel, wasz heroj, adznaczany bahami!
Zdymicie kapialuszy i schiliciesia niżej.

Moj los byu pradkazany
Ja chutka budu karalom.
Tady tuhu i skruchu
Adrazu wypalu ahniom.

Tron moj kasztouny dahary uzdymicie
Wyszej, wyszej, wyszej!
Himny śpiawajcie, ściahi razharnicie
Wiecier niachaj ich kałysza.

U huszczary statak ruszycca biez pastucha dahladu
Patrebien waszaj hramadzie nadziejny pawadyr.
Miaczom, ahniom i bizunom adstojwaju uładu
I dzidami stalowymi padtrymliwaju mir.

Moj szlach zapeuny samy,
Ludziej da szczaścia jon wiadzie.
A tyja, chto nia z nami
U lichie buduć i biadzie.

Ciażkija chmary, błukanni u ciemry
Pośpiech mianie abyszou.
Morak zabłytau, szlach abrau ja drenny,
Szlach, szto raptouna prywiou…
Na eszafot!

Znianacku usio zmianiłasia,
Dzie apynuusia ja?
U szto pieratwaryusia zamak karala?
Piatla – maja karona, szybienica – tron.
Rawie natoup nawokał:
"Hamon! Hamon! Hamon!"

Piatlu na szyi tużej zaciahnicie.
Wiecier szalony świszcza.
Na papiareczcy dahary padymicie
Wyszej! Wyszej! Wyszei!

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from Czornaja Panna, released April 15, 2013
Music: Litvintroll
Lyrics: Varabeichykau

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