Tuvan shamans' original texts, music by Albert Kuvezin.
lyrics
Your look is smart like you covered by a boa (necklet),
Your figure is like a grey falcon sits,
Meeting with you leaves a strange impression,
You are similar to a bull with big crooked horns.
To look from the side on you is even funnier,
You walk barely, move slowly.
You look like a spotted bullock
Which carries a yurt’s wall lattice during migration.
Chorus:
While voiced drum sounds
I ask you, my locust, jump skillfully and easily.
While drum’s echo is heard
I ask you, my locust, fly flexible and fast.
You, my locust, when morning rises
Start turning sleep into death.
You, my locust, when the noon heats
Begins to play and make dancing of joy.
You, my locust, behave yourself willfully,
You must hide in the grass and sagebrush.
You , my locust, ring your garrulous music,
You have a vocation to declare of Nature decree.
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