Текст песни Элхэ Ниэннах - Песня на пиру

"How dull are your ballads, minstrel!
Or have you never met joys along the way?
Golden hops amuse the hearts -
Hey! order to bring the cup to him!
    Sing, boy, hit the sonorous strings
    To get hot blood in your veins!
    Sovereign will generously reward you -
    So sing the heroes of the great battles. "

To cherish a useless life is ridiculous
If everything is lost in the last battle. -
In a gulp, the minstrel drinks gold wine: -
- Well, praise so praise ... and I will sing to you. -

Praise holy love! - so the heretic ascend
And his mistress - on a single fire:
Steel of shackles and fire will marry two
It becomes a word of rite for them - a sentence.
    Flames rush to the sky - two red wings,
    Memory fades, smoke burns out:
    From great love - only dust and ash
    Only the wind sings, but the raven swirls.

Glory to the great heroes! To the same who could
From the warriors of the Light to save their people,
The blade will collapse like a curse
And his head - look! - above the gate arch.
    And neither mother nor father will pay for it:
    He is drunk in the winds and washed in the rains.
    There are great heroes a worthy end! ..
    Only the wind sings, but the raven swirls.

The nobility tells me to glorify the song,
But to end the enemy - what to end the war:
What is the matter, since the enemy is unarmed? -
You’ll take a blow to the chest, but in the back - the second.
    And in the blind skies - the sun was grinning the dead:
    Law burdens the winner of honor -
    So be brave! - let over those who fell,
    Only the wind sings, but the raven swirls.

... a song is sung, king; we will agree in price -
You pay the minstrel for the songs in full:
Is your head on the chopping block, poison in wine?
For your enemies I’ll drink the cup to the bottom! ..
    ... The string rang like a jester bells -
    Soon the miserable madman will shut up forever,
    Nowadays dogs are full of blood! ..

   Only the wind sings, but the raven swirls ...