Daniel Kahn & The Painted Bird - Beyze Vintn | Текст песни

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Hulyet hulyet, beyze vintn, frei bahersht di velt
Brekht di tsvaygn, varft di beymer, tut vos aykh gefelt
Traybt di feygl fun di felder un faryogt zey fort
Di vos kenen vayt nisht flien, teyt zey afn ort
Rayst di lodn fun di hayzlekh, shoybn brekht aroys
Brent a likhtl ergets tunkl, lesht mit tsorn oys
Wailing, wailing winds of evil, play upon the land.
Fell the trees and break the branches by your raging hand.
Roust the birds from quiet meadows, let them seek to fly.
If a wing is weak or broken, crush them as they try.
Rend the doors off all the hinges, shatter every pane.
If in darkness shines a flicker, kill the fucking flame.
Wailing, wailing winds of evil, while your time is nigh,
Long will winter keep the light of summer from the sky.
Hulyet hulyet, beyze vintn, itst iz ayer tsayt
Lang vet doyern der vinter, zumer iz nokh vayt
...Lang vet doyern nisht der vinter, zumer iz nisht vayt