Кузнец

Thunder rumbles in the distance
Whether the storm, but the sky is cloud
The air is saturated with pitch
The sun burns

The sea boils boiler
Cliffs groan under the pressure waves
The north wind brings
Death and storm

Hammer smashing the silence
Hisses angrily glowing metal
With a furious roar of the hot breasts
Fire breaks

Oh, strives flames burn eyes
Yes, but everything is in vain
Blow by blow and master formidable
Second Earth

Wave of the hand, the hammer fell
At the boiling gold steel
You're all sweating, you're tired
But captivate miraculous metal
Will not let me leave fur
What Perun prepodnёs you a gift
And work in full swing until the morning
So the ore is converted to steel

& Quot; I myself Vykuyu ax
Yes this to spare did not know & quot;
In death breath peroxide
Dance of Fire

Oh, something sleep overpowered
Nine days and nights I did not sleep & quot;
Once he remarked
Immediately fell

The battle is in full swing, the head roll
Chime swords, spears and arrows whistling
All smith only fight the bold
So on the floor of his forge snoring ...