Thor’s Day Mood.

Opeth – To Bid You Farewell.

To Bid You Farewell

I am awaiting the sunrise
Gazing modestly through the coldest morning
Once it came you lied
Embracing us over autumn’s proud treetops

I stand motionless
In a parade of falling rain
Your voice I cannot hear
As I am falling again

Devotion eludes
And in sadness I lumber
In my own ashes I am standing without a soul
She wept and whispered: “I know…”

We walked into the night
Am I to bid you farewell?

Why can’t you see that I try
When every tear I shed
Is for you?

Luna Day Mood.

Metsatöll & RAM Estonian Male Choir – Oma laulu ei leia ma üles (I Cannot Find My Song.)

Oma laulu ei leia ma üles

Üle vainude valendab aur
Vahulillede udune voodi
Igaühel on südamelaul
Igaühel on see isemoodi

Lähen karjateed, karukell käes
Kutsun hiliseid laule ma koju
Ja nad tulevad männiku mäelt
Kõige viimane udus veel ujub

Minu laule vist teavad siin kõik
Õhus ripuvad kellukakannud
Kuna kõik nad siit karjamaalt sõid
Üks vallatu plehku on pannud

Üle vainude valendab aur
Mul on närbunud karukell süles
Igaühel on siin oma laul
Ja ma oma ei leiagi üles

I Cannot Find My Song

Vapour, white over the meadows
The misty bed of foam flowers
Everyone has a heartsong
And everyone’s is different

I walk down the footpath, a pasqueflower in hand
I’m calling home the lingering songs
And they come from the pine grove hill
The last one still floats in the fog

I reckon everyone here must know my songs
Bellflowers, slinging in the air
Because it’s here where they all are at grass
But a wayward one has run away

Vapour, white over the meadows
The withered pasqueflower on my lap
Everyone has their own song here
And I cannot find mine

Translation courtesy of Pääsuke.