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среда, 11 марта 2009

17:07

۞ Нерушимый круг Сансары ۞

Ветром коснуться б румянца ланит, Уст целовать твоих пьяный фарфор, Море в груди моей буйной шумит, Волны уносят мой дух на Босфор.

Соавторство №2 Амиты и Дианы...

Главные действующие лица -
Striga - Cadaveria Marshchild
Zina - Angela Stanton
۞ UNBEARABLE CIRCLE OF SANSARA ۞
Zina - Hello my dear sister;
Did you hear wind's whisper?..
I want to start again my life;
Don't want have sorrow, don't want cry;
I only want to listen rain -
It made me free in my hot brain;
To live in water, sing with birds,
And stop to listen others words...
Striga - Hail to thou, my sister of dark solitude,
There forest t'us whispers, an' wrapping you,
With th' ancient melodies o' the witches' lore.
Goetic sacrament - is it what you've come for?
Our crave for the wind an' the lament of leaves,
Where Goddess Diana teaching me to live,
In the saturant theurgic moon's breeze.
Ye may find the rest in this ivian groves,
Thou'll never hear there any annoying words...
Zina - The hunter Diana is Goddess for me,
I can even die, but I will always live
In her heart; I am daughter of wind,
And my mother is nature, I see...
I have no religion, I have no king -
The wolf is my husband; the cloud is ring...
Striga - The pale enchantress - Hecate, was enthroned,
In her dark aspect with fierce dark hounds, behold,
In th' Selene's amberian eye,
There's hidden the deepest lustful crime.
Gramarye attracted me, an' darknees allured,
An' crave for th' vices, an' crave was not fulled,
Undead one - my love for my brumous gloom
Was for me brightest then nyxen shine o' moon.
My dear grief' sister you may find the fame,
In nights o' bonfires, in hours o' Beltaine.
But wait my dear.. you have not told:
T' which world, blessed beauty, you're belong?
Zina - I'm belong to the world of impossible dream,
And I live in this world how lives broken tree...
The air is polluted by pain and distress,
And make me its slave and a slave of a stress...
The walls are so narrow I can't even breath,
I may even die in this world of distress...
Striga - Thou may even die in the world o' distress,
But thou may become of this world' mistress,
Crowned by the welkin an' by th' fallen leaves
Decayed 'cause the rain, an' stayed enthralled,
By the spells o' nature which we have recalled,
An' no any of life (so free o' foredoom) can be gloriest
Then ancient life with sister in the forest.
Zina - And so I fly to unreachable star,
I'm leaving this Earth with her awful nightmares;
Maybe I'll see you in the other life,
And now, my friend, I can tell you goodbye...
Striga - You've choosen path - an' I cannot thrawt,
Wherever thou art - may be pure ye thoughts,
In th' severeties will shine ye dark - light,
An' may thou blessed pure beauty untoched by blight.
For now ye may step to the portal,
Shall be thine soul for ever immortal.
Let me kiss in goodbye thy coldest hands,
For th' aye we will be dearest friends.
May thy dreams an' life be more sweeter,
Happiness - I will never meet her.
For hundreds of years th' woods for all silent,
I leave for returning'em with the excitement.
Be quick thy travel to thine star,
The happiness of life art not so far.
Ye will is the greatest - an' I cannot thrawt,
Remember in grieving, what I've told...
The truly wisdom art beyond th' aeons,
There art forest t' us shispers, an' nature here calls
An' hills art so stilly, an' moon looks behind,
To way where the happiness thou will find.

11.03.2009

Толкование...
* Striga (Stregoica) - Ведьма (рум.)
** Zina (Dziana) - Фея (рум.)
*** Сансара - бесконечный цикл последовательных рождений, смертей и перерождений... Освобождаясь от Сансары обретаешь нирвану - единственное и истинное освобождение от жизни...

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