Here is the text in English too, my translation. Great song. Courland, land of gods, Nurturer of the free! Where are those grey haired gods, The sons of the free nation, Sons of the free nation? Long ago, they dwelt, At the top of the hill of light, All around was spruce forest, In the middle the lighted castle of the folk. Bloody days came To the valleys of our land; Bound the folk to slavery, The heros fell, to death. Quickly sunk, and quickly lost Was the lofty castle of the hill of light. There sleep the gods of our fathers, The treasure of the nation’s spirit! To the ancient oak tree, We give our last offering; For it hides the sacred castle name, Scarred deep into its heart, Scarred into its heart. If someone can find that name, The old castle will rise again. The fame of the nation will spread far and wide, And the beams of light will glisten. The sons of the nation found the long forgotten holy name. Light is called, the light dawns, Up rises the castle of light!
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Thumbs up, ja esi latvietis! ^_^ Laba dziesma
Mmm, nē man nepatik.
@@rosolite ej nosprāgsti kriev this song is good ^_^
@@burkanooo3644 Interesanti, neatceros, ka esmu prasījis. Un es esmu Latvietis nevis krievs.
@@burkanooo3644 😳
@@rosolite manās acīs krievs totālākais
Here is the text in English too, my translation. Great song.
Courland, land of gods,
Nurturer of the free!
Where are those grey haired gods,
The sons of the free nation,
Sons of the free nation?
Long ago, they dwelt,
At the top of the hill of light,
All around was spruce forest,
In the middle the lighted castle of the folk.
Bloody days came
To the valleys of our land;
Bound the folk to slavery,
The heros fell, to death.
Quickly sunk, and quickly lost
Was the lofty castle of the hill of light.
There sleep the gods of our fathers,
The treasure of the nation’s spirit!
To the ancient oak tree,
We give our last offering;
For it hides the sacred castle name,
Scarred deep into its heart,
Scarred into its heart.
If someone can find that name,
The old castle will rise again.
The fame of the nation will spread far and wide,
And the beams of light will glisten.
The sons of the nation found the
long forgotten holy name.
Light is called, the light dawns,
Up rises the castle of light!
+Kan Gars Wow, good job!
Nice 👍
Came from E-klase gang
The only reason I'm here is for music school,where I have to listen to 70+ of these types of songs.Let's hope I pass.
me too lol
except its normal school
laba dziesma ko klausīties ka mācies xD