60 Lines for Krishna from Volume 2 VEDA SLOVENA:

Bre li mi Krusnyu,
bre mi na pole tsare
mene sa lyutum kani,
chi da si rodi mujku dete,
zlatna si sabe vie,
ta mi dete seche.

Oh my dear Krishna,
Look, this evil king
Who wants to kill me badly
‘cos of the son I’ll bring.
Golden sword he’s waving,
He wants to kill my kid.

F sarae mu star bilarin,
blirna mu kniga pee,
blirna mu kniga kitape,
chi sha rode mujku dete.

A prophet in his fancy palace,
Sings an ancient book for him.
And the ancient book is saying,
That I will bear a male kid.

Tsaryu sa dosta nalyuti,
nalyuti sa, razedi sa,
ta ma metna u zandana
da ma seche zaluk pu zaluk.

The king is really angry
Angry - really mad!
He threw me in the prison,
And will cut me bit by bit

“Stara mi maika u gora,
u gora u Vida
mujku si dete rodila,
mujku hi dete Krusna.
Chi hi sa tsare kani
da hi dete seche.”

“My old mother in the woods,
In the woods of Vida,
Gave birth to a shiny son,
And His name is Krishna.
And the king he does
Want to chop her son.”

Malu mi mlogu devet godini
sivu mi stadu pase…

More or less nine twelve months
Krishna tends His countless cows…

Krusna mi mlada pastuha
sivu mi stado pase,
Veda si kniga pee,
ta si mi yuda mae.

Krishna, my cowherd boy,
Tends gray herds, oh my,
And he’s singing Veda book,
Charming all the goddesses in wood.

Pa mi na pole sleva
tsare mu na urdie,
ta mi sa borba bori,
ya gu s karlika nadbori,

Then he walks down at the ring,
At the challenge of the king.
After a very terrifying fight,
With a stick He showed his might.

Ta mu sarae pleni.
Krusna mi mlada tsare

And he conquered the court.
Krishna – young king of the world,

pusta zeme zaselil,
pusta mi zeme Zain,
det mu chuvek ni fodil,
det mi pile ni furkanalu.

Populated the desert land,
The desert land before the end,
Where no one has ever been.
Neither birds do fly nor sing.

Pa mi sa Krusna ni jeni,
chi e na nebe Vedyu,
Vedyu mi diven.
Krusna mi kniga pee,

By then Krishna never wedded,
He’s omniscient and divine.
He’s the Knower of the Veda,
Krishna sings it all the time.

ta si tsare nadbori
ta mu pleni saraete,
Krusna mi mlada tsare.

he defeated the evil king,
and took over his nice courts.
Krishna – my young Lord!

Ya mi sedi malu-mlogu,
malu-mlogu tri godini,
zakara si mladi yunatsi,
mladi yunatsi, malki momi,

Years passed not more or less,
He ruled there for three twelvemonths.
Then accompanied by His brave friends,
His brave friends and His young wives,

ta mi utide na pole,
det’ mi e pole pustu,
pustu mi zapustenu,
Zaina mi zeme zaseli.

Went where no one else has been,
Desert land no one has seen.
To populate that wasted land,
Which is just before the end.

Krusna mi veke stara,
ya mu dusha ni izleze,
lu si furkna na nebetu,
ta mi na nebe Vedyu,

Krishna lived for many years,
But His Soul did never leave,
He rose to heaven – as He is,
Beyond the sky is where He lives.

Vedyu mi diven.
Subrali sa malki momi,
subrali sa av sarae,
ta mu pesna,
ta mu pesna ustanala.

Oh, my Lord omniscient and divine!
Young girls gathered,
Gathered in the palace,
And they sang a song,
And it stayed forever.

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