Firestone 歌词

As an eagle sitting on the top of the tallest oaken tree Sternly staring down on the world beneath Veles the nemesis of him The battle fought with gritted teeth A golden beard rested on his chin With eyes so dark as the deepest sin Skyfather resides up in the clouds Striking at the ground wrapped in shrouds They were then thrown high up in the sky Thrice a strike of lightning passing me by One struck two grooms fair and young Another a horse in a stable it was sung The third six times one hundred wedding guests In death they now can raise their protests The figure was born bearing the mark of the wolves THe three golden apples grown on mystic cloves The firestone arrows granted by earth mother Howling winds raging Perun the Skyfather They were then thrown high up in the sky Thrice a strike of lightning passing me by One struck two grooms fair and young Another a horse in a stable it was sung The third six times one hundred wedding guests In death they now can raise their protests One struck two grooms fair and young Another a horse in a stable it was sung The third six times one hundred wedding guests In death they now can raise their protests Three golden apples he grabbed In a sack at his back they were bagged