Famine Year

That winter the snow was drifting high
it was freezing in may

Our faith for tomorrow is in trial
(after) the punishment of god comes true

We haven't been inert
nor have we forgotten the prosperous days

This famine year failed to discourage us
but as outcast to god
there's no hope, nothing
(for) off-scourings of god
there's nothing

That winter the snow was drifting high
it was freezing in may

Summery grain was finally graceful
'til the frost took it away

The village is almost desolate
the weakest ones starved to death

Feeble-minded left by themselves
the birth of the offsprings (has) ceased

We are the ones still standing
our dwellings will never be deserted

Still working through the days like
these would be the last days of our lives

Despite this silence
our home is still here
Like a solid swarm
Surrounded by the fields

This famine year failed to discourage us
but as outcast to god
there's no hope, nothing
(for) off-scourings of god
there's nothing