Lyrics Екатерина Болдырева - Ивовый Лук

IVOON BOW

Introduction: F # m F # m Am (bar)

F # m F # m
My brother made a willow onion,
Hm Hm
Sing, bowstring, sing, sing, sing,
E E
And my bow took the warmth of his hands,
A E
Halt, silence, for me,
A A
Elasticity took deer's veins,
Hm Hm
Keep away from the beast, beware of the enemy,
E E
I put my brother in the hands of an arrow
Hm F # m
And he told me so

D D A A
"Call on the distance, gather the thought,
Hm Hm F # m F # m
Tell the arrow - Do not miss!
D D A A
My will is not for evil
Hm Hm F # m F # m
Beat exactly at the target my arrow! "

My bow brought us a lot,
Sing, bowstring, sing, sing, sing,
The fleece of nimble wild goats,
Halt, silence, for me,
From the skins of rats, and water,
Keep away from the beast, beware of the enemy,
Among friends I was proud of myself
My beloved brother.

"Call on the distance, gather the thought,
Tell the arrow - Do not miss!
My will is not for evil
Beat exactly at the target my arrow! "

And in the winter cold, and in the summer heat,
Sing, bowstring, sing, sing, sing,
My house was a tent in the forest,
Halt, silence, for me,
Fox and beaver, deer and moose
They knew me as their enemy,
But somehow an uninvited guest
I signed it to my house.

F # m F # m
Wounded, weak, exhausted,
H H
Twilight in the spring is dark,
E E
He still looked like a leader
A E
Pale moon warriors,
F # m F # m
In the mouth of someone else's speech
H H
Sounded like a wind from the sweet mountains,
E E
And his eyes managed to kindle
Hm F # m
Love my bonfire

F # m E E Hm Hm F # m F # m
La-la ...

F # F #
From fatigue, from wounds
H H
I treated him while he
E E
Taught me words
A E
His wonderful language
F # F #
Shone and sang a forest tent,
H H
Everything was green and flowered,
E E
When we are late in the spring,
F # F #
When we are husband and wife
Hm F # m
They came into my village

My heart, fly a bird,
If you feel tight in your chest,
Burn your fire, burn to ashes
My joy is white-white!

F # F #
The days fled like smoke,
H H
Oh, and he was glad,
E E
When his own
A E
My brother called my brother.
F # F #
As a son of my people
H H
I met him, a stranger,
E E
And only the sorcerer whisper will come
Hm F # m F # m
Trouble from a distance,
Hm F # m F # m
The trouble will come from afar ...

F # m F # m
Trouble came to me
H H
In the summer in the first moon,
E E
When in the night in a dream
A E
He left me alone.
F # F #
Not remembering the days of the day,
H H
It was in vain that I had the strength,
E E
He searched and waited,
F # F #
In the land where we found love
Hm F # m
His trace caught cold.

And in the winter cold and in the summer heat
Sing, bowstring, sing, sing, sing
I was home tent forest
Hold the silence behind me
Traces of people, the ashes of the fires
Leaf fall
And who could have known that I would meet again
I am my friend

He led a detachment of fighters
And their conversation was terrible
On the gold of my gods
About the beauties of my sisters
About our lands, which is quite
Ready to go to his feet
And about the merciless fire,
What will be death to us! ..

A hand will tremble, but you fly
We are alone on their way
Wow how fate brought
Do not miss, my arrow
My fury is white in white
Do not miss, my ...

My brother made a willow onion
Sing, bowstring, sing, sing, sing
My bow keeps my hand warm
Silence is behind me.
And I only salt the native land
The sun shatters the darkness
And my long braids
Took the enemy for the belt ...