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Tam, gde zhivut vetra (Where the Winds Live)

There,
Where the winds dwell
In the northern mountains -
Behind a stream of white waters,
There lived a country of lakes folks -
They forged neither a shield nor a sword,
And did not know any battles.

They knew
Since birth, old folks and young,
The White Water lands are holy
Who would color in ruby red
Whirlpool of white water -
Won’t pass the gates of winter
And sink into the kingdom of darkness.

Like a white crest,
Like a white serpent,
Like a white flare
Into the thickets green.
Echo of songs,
Echo of screams -
The White Guard remembers [them].
And the foam of the waters
Carries it
Broken sword,
Burnt raft,
It shines, sparkles and sings
That everyone will disappear
In their turn...

He walked
Lord with his horde
Through the mountains to the battle -
And he colored in ruby red
The river of white water...
Not one returned
From that battlefield.

Like a white crest,
Like a white serpent,
Like a white flare
Into the thickets green.
Echo of songs,
Echo of screams -
The White Guard remembers [them].
And the foam of the waters
Carries it
Broken sword,
Burnt raft,
It shines, sparkles and sings
That everyone will disappear
In their turn...


Just like many of our other songs this one is about how amazing and full of surprises life can be. Especially for someone who is not used to reckoning with an idea, that there are many other forces besides ones power and authority. This song tells us a story of peaceful people who worshipped a mountain river believing its water was sacred. Neighbors were afraid to invade their lands because of a legend according to which the ones who spilled the blood on the banks of the river were forever cursed and would not live another year. Once a conqueror passed through those mountains and the lake people were in his way. He shed the blood into white streams of the river and went on to his war. And despite that it seemed like an easy victory to him, he failed in this military campaign because of the curse.


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