Текст песни Крыс и Шмендра - Лугнассад

Lughnasadh, early autumn call,
Lughnasadh, the feast of men and gods,
Lughnasadh, cheerful mourners
Bumper harvest.
Warrior - koluch hair
Warrior - Rye ear
In the battle falls ringing
Srezh thin crescent.
Grown barley drunk
He called zealous young men.
Remembering the covenant of ancestors
The element lives hard.
Len was a proud man, the brothers -
Become did not want to dress.
That life was not easier,
Beat him stronger.
Lugnassad daughters Kallanmora I've seen in the fields,
Lugnassad, surprised by their beauty and strength in the hills,
Lugnassad, surprised the chain of green maple
Lugnassad, wind from the west carried the smell of apple groves of Avalon.
Lugnassad I sing as the men were taken for the harvest,
Lugnassad as the land gave them all without a trace,
Lugnassad as they were at work this song a help,
Lugnassad as among them was generous with sickle Meadow,
Brother crucified god!