Sorrowful Maid in coppice of birches,
in cold heralding dawn dew
appeared...
Her palms at the last flowers -
silently prayed
the soul in gord at evil cinders of Veles...
Negotiants, that called upon the name of Vel,
strengthened the reign and burned the house of Uslad...
...plundered the granaries, from old to young
disappeared beyond the blaze... there Lado cries
in cold dew on white ashes...
Sorrowful Lado [Poetry by Agnellius]
http://youtu.be/G2M0OFeKqJo
Sorrowful Lado
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Sorrowful Lado [Poetry by Agnellius]
http://youtu.be/G2M0OFeKqJo
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http://youtu.be/G2M0OFeKqJo
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