Текст песни Троин - Лесоруб

My grandfather was an honest logger,
But did not have prosperity.
Because in the thicket of the forest he,
Mighty like Podgorny Gnome
With a huge sharp ax,
Could not go without fear.

But how to be?
How to live a poor?
Fed feed?
In the restaurant to walk?

And on the edge somehow
From heaven there was a loud voice:

Without fear deeper into the forest go,
MOUNT RESERA, BURN,
There you will find everything that,
Make-free will make your home.

My grandfather listened to the voice
And in the thicket of the forest ruln,
Passed ravine and buried
The tired suddenly saw he
From Zlata Oak, crumpled moss
And from the shoulders of the ax thoring her.

He dubbed Dub.
He pulled home.
He sold it
I became rich.

And grateful every time
What a loud voice is brought from the sky:

Without fear deeper into the forest go,
MOUNT RESERA, BURN,
There you will find everything that,
Make-free will make your home.

My grandfather has lived since
Told only daily
So I went without fear to the forest,
The ax is sharper than what would sharpen,
Always ready for work.
And there will be a lifeless life.

Firewood Ruby,
Home wear
Seven feed
In the restaurant go!

And only adversity will come an hour
I immediately hear grandfather voice:

Without fear deeper into the forest go,
MOUNT RESERA, BURN,
There you will find everything that,
Make-free will make your home.