
Date of issue: 12.11.2020
Song language: Slovak
Bogyňa(original) |
Černokňažník pravil |
Kvôli vašej krasote bych sa aj zabil |
No šerá deva ticho šepla |
Vrelo ďakujem, no vráť sa do pekla |
Vráť sa do pekla |
To nikto, nikdy jakživ mi neriekol! |
Luhám — jeden bol! |
No toho som zaživa z kože vyzliekol! |
Luhám — jeden bol! |
Nasolil som mu mäso, zviazal vlastnými šľachami |
A jedol, jeho zubami som ho jedol |
Šerá deva s pokojom jazera pred búrkou riekla: |
«Vrelo ďakujem, no vráť sa do pekla!» |
Strechu, chalupu, sad — všetko opanuje chlad |
Mater, otca i deda hrob prijme rád. |
Stačí vysloviť «strať» |
A už nikdy neucítiš koho a aké je mať rád |
Všetci ti vymrú, nesplodíš deti, telo ti zoschne, krása sa stratí |
Túlať sa budeš, žobrota prischne, šťastie uletí, úroda stuchne |
Okamih tento, navždy ťa zlomí, dobre premysli, čo teraz z úst vyslovíš! |
«Bogyňa som!» |
Znelo lesom |
«Ja bogyňa som |
A vládnem besom!» |
«To vravím ti prvýkrát |
Bo ešte raz a stretne ťa dačo, čo jakživ si na svojom biednom tele a zlovestnej |
duši čiernej nikdy — nikdy nezažil.» |
Musím sa smiať, chuderka |
Je smutné chorobu mysle mať |
Dobre ti radím, svoju dlaň do mojej vlož |
Ešte je čas a ja zabudnem na všetku túto lož |
Dobre ti radím, svoju dlaň do mojej daj |
Ešte je čas, ešte je čas, ešte je čas |
«Hluchý si vo svojej spupnosti, povýšenosti» |
Strechu, chalupu, sad — všetko opanuje chlad |
Mater, otca i deda hrob prijme rád |
Stačí vysloviť «strať» |
A už nikdy neucítiš koho a aké je mať rád |
Všetci ti vymrú, nesplodíš deti, telo ti zoschne, krása sa stratí |
Túlať sa budeš, žobrota prischne, šťastie uletí, úroda stuchne |
Okamih tento, navždy ťa zlomí, dobre premysli, čo teraz z úst vyslovíš! |
«Bogyňa som!» |
Znelo lesom |
«Ja bogyňa som |
A vládnem besom!» |
«Už som ťa raz varovala, no hluchý si vo svojej pýche |
Myslíš si, že si pánom sveta, no o chvíľu hrôza ťa rozmetá.» |
Kliatba |
Zlovestné mračná prekryli oblohu a devy v mžiku nebolo |
Sila všemocná vzala černokňažníka pod krky |
Trepal rukami, trepal nohami |
No sily skryté unášali ho poľahky pod vrchy |
«Ja bogyňa som |
A vládnem besom!» |
Prosil, skučal, očami gúľal, démonov si k sebe volal |
No nič mu nedalo zmáhať, telo na franforce sa začalo trhať |
Namiesto čriev hady padali, nie krv — čierne sa lialo |
Až kým oblý kameň ani srdce s rachotom rozletel sa o bralo |
«Ja bogyňa som |
A vládnem besom!» |
(translation) |
The warlock said |
I would kill myself for your beauty |
But the gray maiden whispered quietly |
Thank you very much, but go back to hell |
Go back to hell |
No one ever told me that! |
I lie — there was one! |
Well, I skinned him alive! |
I lie — there was one! |
I salted his meat, tied it with my own sinews |
And he ate, I ate him with his teeth |
The gray maiden with the calm of the lake before the storm said: |
«Thank you very much, but go back to hell!» |
The roof, the cottage, the garden — everything is cold |
The grave will welcome the mother, father and grandfather. |
Just say "lose" |
And you'll never feel who and what it's like to love |
You will all die, you will not have children, your body will wither, your beauty will be lost |
You will wander, begging will dry up, luck will fly away, the harvest will wither |
This moment will break you forever, think carefully about what you will say now! |
«I am a goddess!» |
It sounded through the forest |
«I am a goddess |
And I rule the beast!» |
«I am telling you this for the first time |
But one more time and something will meet you, which, as long as you live on your poor body and ominous |
he had never—never experienced a black soul.” |
I have to laugh, poor thing |
It is sad to have a mental illness |
I advise you well, put your palm in mine |
There is still time and I will forget all this lie |
I advise you well, put your palm in mine |
There's still time, there's still time, there's still time |
«You are deaf in your arrogance, arrogance» |
The roof, the cottage, the garden — everything is cold |
The grave will welcome the mother, father and grandfather |
Just say "lose" |
And you'll never feel who and what it's like to love |
You will all die, you will not have children, your body will wither, your beauty will be lost |
You will wander, begging will dry up, luck will fly away, the harvest will wither |
This moment will break you forever, think carefully about what you will say now! |
«I am a goddess!» |
It sounded through the forest |
«I am a goddess |
And I rule the beast!» |
«I already warned you once, but you are deaf in your pride |
You think you are the master of the world, but in a moment the horror will sweep you away.» |
Curse |
Ominous clouds covered the sky and the deva was gone in no time |
The almighty force took the warlock by the neck |
He was shaking his hands, shaking his legs |
But hidden forces easily carried him under the hills |
«I am a goddess |
And I rule the beast!» |
He begged, cried, rolled his eyes, called demons to him |
But nothing could stop him from struggling, the body on Franforce began to tear |
Instead of guts, snakes fell, not blood — black poured out |
Until neither the round stone nor the heart crashed against the wall |
«I am a goddess |
And I rule the beast!» |