GEVOLT LYRICS

1. Pozdney nochyu

[Late At Night]

Late at night, bovine blood
I will pour at the ploughed field.
As the finger bends - and henbane leaf,
Mouse tail will flinch, an owl cry
With the wind is carried away,
Through the field, through the fences -
To every yard.
Through the windows, following the sun,
Through the chimney - into every house.

Late at night, bovine blood
I will pour at the ploughed field.
As I utter the word sacral,
The word occult, the word forbidden -
I'll rush through the village as a plague,
Let the young and the old die - to my honour.

2. Golubj

Have i had a dream...
shall i have a dream...
of a tender dove
of a bluish dove
: : :
It is pecking grain
so amusingly
cooing quietly
striking with a wing
: : :
But in a closer look
when you reach to look
it is cripple dove -
just one leg it has
: : :
It is hoping round
hoping round and round
for a tiny core
for a poppy see

3. Molotok

Air chilling down
to greedy soil
dusted bushes grow
up to moonlight's cold
night falling down
on these dim woods
where foliate might
whirling from the sky
: : :
Arachnid's dream
running into wilds -
thin fiber's fly
in the leady clouds
berries of stars
holes of the snags
shank has grown and grown -
soil is what we got
: : :
Oh, how your hammer
clanging in a dark
give me the shine
of your snaky hands
give me the cold
of your diamond eyes
the turbid thunder
of your heart
: : :
Uncolored smoke
floating on the soil
straight upon the ground
from the water ... crooked
arachnid dream
running into wilds -
thin fiber's fly
in the leady clouds
: : :
Lake waiting for
circle of flames
quiet water-flows
will wash out the web
whispering soil
in the dreamy haze
watching the moon
by arachnid's gaze
: : :
Oh, how your hammer
clanging in a dark
give me the shine
of your snaky hands
give me the cold
of your diamond eyes
the turbid thunder
of your heart
: : :
Lake waiting for
circle of flames
quiet water-flows
will wash out the web
uncolored smoke
floating on the soil
straight upon the ground
from the water ... crooked
: : :
Arachnid's dream
running into wilds -
thin fiber's fly
in the leady clouds
whispering soil
in the dreamy haze
watching the moon
by arachnid's gaze
: : :
Oh, how your hammer
clanging in a dark
give me the shine
of your snaky hands
give me the cold
of your diamond eyes
the turbid thunder
of your heart
: : :
Bless me
to this battle of will
crash me down
with your mighty heel
oh, how your voice
clanging in my will
i am reflected
in the mirrors of fate

4. Pyatj mladentzev

[Five Infants]

Five infants, they fell silent - as if on cue,
Five infants, they fell silent - in the cradle,
And all was quiet - in every world,
And all was quiet - as after a battle,
And nobody blew the silence away.

5. Dva plus dva

Night is a two plus two
day is a two plus three
riding on back of a snake
ancient villainous knight
: : :
Beasts with thin little paws
reaching up to his knee
yoo moo, moo, moo, moo
uii di, di di, dii
: : :
Life is a simple Two
death is a Three plus Two
ass ears i claim from you
ass ears - i plead for you!

6. Dyshi

Listen up and breathe
with the words i said
sky upon the chest
in the sea the head
: : :
Hands wave in a wind
as worshipping flags
and the eyes the eyes
not the eyes the eyes
: : :
And the soul that`s yours
is not yours at all
sitting on the stump
i can see you whole
: : :
I'm your private god
you were made by me
now shall breathe and breathe
now shall breathe and breathe
: : :
I'm your private god
i'm your double god
i'm your eternal god
king of iron feet
: : :
Cross the doorstep line
drink the crossroad wine
orb your fingers hold
horror night and cold
: : :
In the acrid steams
dies your stricken earth
dawn of future gleam
waits for you in stones
clouded i exalt
wait, inhaling blood

: : :

Listen up and breathe
with the words i said
sky upon the chest
in the sea the head
: : :
Hands wave in a wind
as worshipping flags
and the eyes the eyes
not the eyes the eyes
: : :
And the soul that`s yours
is not yours at all
sitting on the stump
i can see you whole
: : :
I'm your mighty god
im your majesty
you shall breathe and breathe
fill yourself with me

7. Yazyk

[Tongue]

Tongue arched like a bridge,
From throat to throat, from bag to bag.
Did the God walk the bridge?
Or the grim jester with bluish face
Walked from world to world,
But didn't come to the world in the world
By the bridge of hands.
The star withdraws it's warmth
To some other East,
Knights smite the sleep of death
In ravines with the blades of bodies,
Strong is the laughter of heavens,
And frightening is the motherland's pale moan.

8. Liturgia For Her

Воспарим над огнём.
Воспарим над огнём.
Вот так вот мы споём.

Разорвём небосклон.
Разорвём небосклон.
В холодный дом войдём.

О скорей, скорей, скорей
Надевайте руки и ноги,
Пока танцуют песчаные боги
На дне зелёных морей.

Восхвалим, воспоём.
Восхвалим, воспоём
Хвалу ей, хвалу
За то, что она сдохла,
За то, что она сдохла,
Съела солнце и луну.

О скорей, скорей, скорей
Надевайте руки и ноги,
Пока отдыхаю железные боги
В трюмах своих кораблей.

О скорей, скорей, скорей
Надевайте руки и ноги,
Пока танцуют песчаные боги

О скорей, скорей, скорей
Надевайте руки и ноги,
Пока танцуют над пламенем боги
Под стоны мёртвых зверей.

[English transliteration:]

Vosparim nad ognyom
Vosparim nad ognyom
Vot tak vot my spoyom

Razorvyom nebosklon
Razorvyom nebosklon
V kholodnyy dom voydom

O skorey, skorey, skorey
Nadevayte ruki i nogi
Poka tanzuyut peschanyye bogi
Na dne zelyonykh morey

Voskhvalim, vospoyom
Voskhvalim, vospoyom
Khvalu yey, khvalu

Za to chto ona sdokhla
Za to chto ona sdokhla
Sjyela solntze i lunu

O skorey, skorey, skorey
Nadevayte ruki i nogi
Poka otdykhayut zheleznyye bogi
V tryumakh svoikh korabley

O skorey, skorey, skorey
Nadevayte ruki i nogi
Poka tanzuyut peschanyye bogi

O skorey, skorey, skorey
Nadevayte ruki i nogi
Poka tanzuyut nad plamenem bogi
Pod stony myortvykh zverey

[English translation:]

Let's soar above the flames,
Let's soar above the flames!
That's how we will sing,
We'll tear apart the sky,
We'll tear apart the sky,
The cold house we'll enter.

Oh hurry, hurry, hurry up,
Put on your hands and feet,
While the sand gods are dancing
At the bed of green seas.

Let's eulogize, let's sing,
Let's eulogize, let's sing
A laud for her, a laud
For the fact that she had died,
For the fact that she had died,
Ate the sun and the moon.

Oh hurry, hurry, hurry up,
Put on your hands and feet,
While the iron gods are resting
In the holds of their ships.

Oh hurry, hurry, hurry up,
Put on your hands and feet,
While the iron gods are dancing,

Oh hurry, hurry, hurry up,
Put on your hands and feet,
While above the flames the gods are dancing
To the moans of dead beasts...

9. Na more

By the ocean, by the sea
stands an isle ... a rowdy
on that island ... altar stone
up there - Lad sits on his own
: : :
Knows no boredom
knows no sorrow
holds his eyes open
from dusk into tomorrow
: : :
Mouth full of teeth
spits out a fire
burns up the armies
of devilish desire
: : :
Keeps order and peace
through all the spaces
everyone knows him
everybody praises

10. Ekh ma tru la la

i have stared and stared and stared
Till my eyes fell down to dust
Now i'm walking with no eyes
Op pa, la-la, op pa
: : :
Hey, ho tra-la-lu!
it all may be without me too!
Hey, ho tra-la-lu!
it all may be without me too!
: : :
I have walked and walked and walked
Till i fell and crooked and died
Would i better run like dumb?
Smiling, blinking on a sun?
: : :
Hey, ho tra-la-lu!
it all may be without me too!
Hey, ho tra-la-lu!
it all may be without me too!
: : :
I have sweat and sweat and sweat
Till some gossips heard of me
Gathered round me like clowns
Clap their hands in dignity
: : :
Hey, ho tra-la-lu!
it all may be without me too!
Hey, ho tra-la-lu!
it all may be without me too!

11. Pyatj Perjyev

[Five Feathers]

Open your windows wide,
Open your doors wide,
A bird descends from the skies,
A dove descends from the skies.

Sit on my shoulders, dove,
Sit on my arms, dove,
Whisper to me, dark bird,
I'll give you a crust of bread.

Grant me five of your feathers,
Grant me the shine of your eyes,
Embrace me tight, dove,
And rise with me above the skies!

Above the moon crescent, above the sun,
Above the stars on the crystal throne
We will sit with you, Queen,
We will glance in the mirror of the sea...

Ansuz - Uruz - Jera - Ansuz

Lock your doors tight,
Lock your windows tight,
Everything will be fine henceforth,
Now everything will be wonderful !

Ansuz - Uruz - Jera - Ansuz







GEVOLT LYRICS