Hola. Se ve fantástico aunque las runas no tienen que ver ya que esto es folclore eslavo bielorruso y tiene que ver con el paganismo pero de toda maneras se ve genial. Dzivia es exelso , exelente
Per the university of Istanbul- Runic alphabets of Germanic peoples were derived from earlier Italic and/or Latin alphabets. All kinds of Germanic runes, Futhark, Latin, Greek, Cyrillic, Arabic, Hebrew, Aramaic, Sogdian (and its derivations such as Old Uyghur and Old Mongolian) alphabets are all derived from the Phoenician alphabet which came out as a simplified form of certain Egyptian hieroglyphs. The word alphabet is a reflection of the origin of these script systems and it comes from Semitic words to describe the first two letters; 𐤀 *alep (ox) and 𐤁 *bet (house). The core alphabet that gave rise to alphabets listed above was created by Western Semitic peoples in the Near East/Mediterranean region. The Old Turkic script is neither an alphabet by origin nor could be described as runes. It was an independently created and unique script system which was used by Ancestral Turkic peoples in Central Asia and did not derive from Phoenician-related Near Eastern and Central Asian alphabets. The general appearance and writing style of Turkic letters do look like Germanic runes but, this is a mere coincidence. If you look closely, letters in both writing systems which bear similarity by appearance represent completely different sounds, thus I think it looks quite obvious that the Old Turkic script and the Germanic Runic alphabet are actually unrelated to each other. Old Turkic letters were mere representations of the nature itself, since the Ancient Turks were pastoral peoples. Nearly every letter represented an action, an item (like an agricultural tool or a weapon) or an animal. For example, the letter 𐰜 which represents -ök -ük sounds came from a pictogram meaning deer and the word for deer in Old Turkic was “ök”. The letter 𐱇 (-ot, -ut) was derived from another pictogram identified as grass on a stone and the word for grass in Old Turkic is “ot”. The letter 𐰖 (-ya, -ay) comes either from a bow (“yay” in Turkic) or the (half)moon (“ay” in Turkic). Nearly every letter in the Old Turkic script has these kind of explanations for their respective origins.
So no. Also elder and younger futhark which is where "viking runes" originate comes from the old germanic peoples who got it from Latin. Who got it from the original tribes of the Tiber. And the gothturk alphabet you are referring to is far younger than even younger futhark.
English translation:Song of the Spirit-weavers Turn turn From the mound of my kin I pulled up the words Dug the songs Up from the earth Wondrous tunes Rode the winds Wardens of fate Bid me visit Bid me view My own thread In the web of Norns The loom is set With threats of fate Mighty rhymes Strengthen bonds Whirlwinds Bound into spirits Life and fortune Bred by their words As you saw your first day As you drew your first breath Gathered around, stood nine Norns They wound and weaved wind to life There you laid in your mother’s arms Bonded by a navel-chord They switched it with a kind-thread And into it spun, life and fortune The maidens went upon the family-mound Danced over elves and dead The wind is pulling them playfully It‘s this wind that shall follow you Nine Norns - rise up Wove and wound - fate On behalf of my child, I offer gifts So none are weaving with ill will By stick, stone and sorcerous distaff They spin your fate without ill intent Nine Norns - hear me Guard my path And lead with alleviating hands And in healing footsteps Breathe in Thoughts vanish Breathe out Release the fear In every breath The will grows The heart pounds I see wide and clear Wind in memory Wind in mind In my courage In my will Let it free Let it fly I become whole/healed I am whole/healed Come wind in memory Come wind in mind Into the growing will Into taming rhymes It kindles a storm That strangles illness and sorrow You become whole/healed You are whole/healed I become whole/healed I am whole/healed Turn turn Now, the Norns Have weft their tune Their song stills And with it, the wind Gifts were given To those who listened Here I stand On holy grounds And this old memory Is leaving me Is leaving me Is leaving me...
Eigi hugðak orma at aldrlagi mínu verðr mjök mörgu sinni, þats minnst varir sjálfan. Eigi hugðak orma at aldrlagi mínu verðr mjök mörgu sinni, þats minnst varir sjálfan. Nú munk nár af bragði ok nær dýrum deyja. Gnyðja mundu grísir, ef galtar hag vissi, mér er gnótt at grandi, grafa inn rönum sínum ok harðliga hváta, hafa mik sogit, ormar nú munk nár af bragði ok nær dýrum deyja.
Liedtext/Lyrics: [Strophe 1] Über die Heide, im ersten morgendlichen Schein Ziehen die Vögel, wo mögen sie wohl morgen sein Ich folge dem Rauschen der Schwingen in das stille Moor Uralte Lieder dringen aus den Nebeln vor [Refrain] Komm und fliege mit uns fort! Lass den Wind dich tragen Weit fort von diesem Ort! Komm und flieg so hoch du kannst Lass uns die Himmel jagen Im Tanz! [Strophe 2] Nebel wie Seide streifen meine Haut so kühl Weiter und weiter, wo find ich meiner Sehnsucht Ziel Ich schließe die Augen und mir sprießt ein Federkleid Schon spür ich den Wind und mache meine Flügel weit [Refrain] Komm und fliege mit uns fort! Lass den Wind dich tragen Weit fort von diesem Ort! Komm und flieg so hoch du kannst Lass uns die Himmel jagen Im Tanz! Die Himmel in dir, wie kann ich sie wissen, kann sie sehn Wir tanzen im Fluge wie Sterne, die ihrer Wege zieh`n [Refrain] Komm und fliege mit uns fort! Lass den Wind dich tragen Weit fort von diesem Ort! Komm und flieg so hoch du kannst Lass uns die Himmel jagen Im Tanz! ----------------------------------------------------------- Translation: [Verse 1] Across the heath, in the early morning glow Birds pass on by, where may they be tomorrow I follow the sizzling of the wings into the somber moor Age-old songs resound from the haze [Chorus] Come and fly away with us Let the wind carry you Far away from this place Come and fly as high as you can Let us chase the skies In our dance [Verse 2] Silken Haze, so chilly, brushing my skin Further and further, where shall I find my yearning's goal12 I close my eyes and grow a plumage I feel the wind already and spread my wings to fly [Chorus] Come and fly away with us Let the wind carry you Far away from this place Come and fly as high as you can Let us chase the skies In our dance The heavens in you, how can I know them, can I see them In flight we dance like the stars, moving on their paths [Chorus] Come and fly away with us Let the wind carry you Far away from this place Come and fly as high as you can Let us chase the skies In our dance
Frå fyrndeheim Let løynd ei soge Frå Jötnaheim og Ymisland Let gløymd ei soge Jotner eg minnes Upphavsborne Or frost og fonn Kjem Fornjots-ætti Born av vinden, hav og eld Born av vinden, hav og eld Frå nord Fornjots sønn i segl Mot nord Fornjots sønn under kjøl Frå nord Fornjots sønn i hjarta Born av vinden, hav og eld Frå nord Fornjots sønn i segl Mot nord Fornjots sønn under kjøl Frå nord Fornjots sønn i hjarta Born av vinden, hav og eld Då stor-isen svann Slo bylgjer mot strand Me søkte og fann Eit ov-fagert land Me sådde i jord Me sanka til bord Med havhest fór På vegen mot nord Born av vinden, hav og eld Born av vinden, hav og eld Frå nord Fornjots sønn i segl Mot nord Fornjots sønn under kjøl Frå nord Fornjots sønn i hjarta Born av vinden, hav og eld Frå nord Fornjots sønn i segl Mot nord Fornjots sønn under kjøl Frå nord Fornjots sønn i hjarta Born av vinden, hav og eld
Absolutely heathen garbage for the few of us who can decipher the rather ancient-Norwegian lyrics. Wouldn't do anybody any spiritual good to read and understand them.
