Vanaheim Domovoi
Little gnome with scraggy hair
That keeps harm in every morn
Dark, alone as an elder born
Let's summon and hold the scorn
Within the night a shadows creeps
Between dreams it stalks and talks
It makes sounds out of wooden poles ?
Chill in the dark ‘till the dawn that comes
Into the dark, it crawls to kill the one
A charlatan, that howls in the night
And occults the sun, souls getting smited
Unsafe, in front of the evil eyes, it dies
Another night, unveil the wrath of the damned ancestors
Domovoi your beard is a witness of time
We will honor you appearance
Be gracious
Oh Domovoi, oh Domovoi
We will pray for your joy
Oh Domovoi, bring us luck
And endow our tribe
Hundreds of souls contains your mind
Hollow voices deep in the night
Whistling, laughing and noisy stumps
Little ghost above the stove
Backed bread, milk and salt
Warming places that cheer your mind
Swinging dances around the barn
Daily prayers bring your delight
Never let the fire come to an end
And gets cold like a stone to your closest friend
Where the daily grind covers your soul inside
There should be no sorrow, but joy and pride
The smallest things that seem to be hidden
Alone and dark
Become alive, beset
Until you are dead