Scel lem duib
Trollech Lyrics


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Slyš mou písen -
V lesní tísen,
Zimou sneží,
Léto beží.
Vetry zvoní,
Dny se kloní,
Slunce klesá,
Príboj plesá.
Vresy rudé,
Rovno v mlžné
S tklivou písní
Divých husí.
V zimních nocích,
Krídlech ptacích,




Chladná tísen -
Moje písen.

Overall Meaning

The lyrics to Trollech's song "Scel lem duib" depict the nature's changing seasons. The song's opening lines, "Slyš mou písen - V lesní tísen, Zimou sneží, Léto běží" (I hear my song - In the forest's silence, Snow falls in winter, Summer runs by), sets the tone for the rest of the song. The changing of seasons is presented as a natural and inevitable progression, with the wind chimes, passing days, setting sun, and playful waves of the sea accompanying, and sometimes even instigating, the changes. The next few lines mention "Vresy rudé" (red heather), growing in a field overlooking a "mlýn" (mill) where wild geese sing their melancholic song, possibly hinting at the brevity of life.


As the song progresses, it shifts to a more personal focus. The second half of the song begins with "V zimních nocích, Křídlech ptacích, Chladná tíseň - Moje písen" (In winter nights, Wings of birds, Cold silence - My song). Here the singer's voice takes center stage, with the focus turning inward. The cold silence of winter becomes a metaphor for the emotional isolation that the singer feels, and they sing their song as a way to cope with it.


Overall, "Scel lem duib" is a contemplative and poetic song that reflects on the cyclical and inevitable nature of change and the power of music to help individuals heal from emotional pain.


Line by Line Meaning

Slyš mou písen -
This is my sly song;


V lesní tísen,
In the forest's shadows,


Zimou sneží,
Where snow falls in winter,


Léto beží.
And summer heats up.


Vetry zvoní,
The winds ring out,


Dny se kloní,
Days come to an end,


Slunce klesá,
The sun sets,


Príboj plesá.
The waves dance on the shore.


Vresy rudé,
Red berries,


Rovno v mlžné
Straight into the mist,


S tklivou písní
With the mournful song


Divých husí.
Of wild geese.


V zimních nocích,
In the winter nights,


Krídlech ptacích,
On the wings of birds,


Chladná tísen -
I sing my song.


Moje písen.
This is my song.




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