Текст песни Александр Довгуша - Ямал

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I'm Navnadov Yamalay Jav '
Jan Mayordee Num 'Nisyakona "
Tasla "ma no new"
 
The mighty spirit of the endless Yamal
The keeper of the book of fate at the gods.
There Yesya-Nyun flew across the sky
Writing down the lines of white dreams

Here the firmament was born by the will of Num
From clay raised from the depths of the earth
The Holy Bird of the North Temple
A loon disappearing in the distance.

Oh my Yamal! Bottomless, serene ...
With many lakes and generous rivers.
You are fraught with the magic world of miracles:
Cloudberries, white snow.

In you all the heat of hearts and a cold blizzard
Forged day and night a powerful Spirit.
Who defended from kale yuga
The eternal world of radiance, the ancient circle.-

In it, the gods are closely intertwined with the shaman,
Linking the spirits of ancestors and people.
And the songs dissolve with the fog
To the sounds of a tambourine in the burden of sorrows.

Oh my Yamal! How great and dear you are
Anyone who has ever visited
On the land where the hassle escapes
And the sun divides the edge in half.