Jump, swallow, jump, along the white wall. Jump, swallow, jump, straight towards me; The sun has risen- clearly, the time has arrived. Jump, swallow, jump- the doings of war. Jump, swallow, jump, straight towards the homestead; Jump, swallow, jump, axe in hand. On one side light; the other nothing. It means, in our house a thief has taken refuge. Life sinks, like stone, in heavenly spheres. Jump, swallow, jump- enemies are everywhere. To battle with evil, a falcon rises, with a goat, And you, swallow, sing, and don’t run after. Sing, swallow, sing- and we beat the tom tom. Bright falcons here, bright falcons there. A falcon flies, a woman gives birth; It means, everything, like always, is in its place…
Everytime I hear this song I can see the swallow in my mind... For the heck of it, I looked up "dvor" in my dictionary, it gave (peasant) homestead as an alternate meaning...