Empty villages’ call
Peers into my soul with silent blazing.
The past gaze’s ghost
Is caressed with fatigued eyeholes gazing.
Rotten gaols sweet fume
Is destined to swallow,
Give Earth-Mother the tears flood to consume,
Reach with hand the Celestial Marrow!
Empty villages’ call –
As stellar scattering at a fog lair,
Empty villages’ call –
With ringing echoes tortures my heart.
Empty villages’ call –
Drowsy place of the dead temple’s prayer.
Empty villages’ call
Is a secret’s calm guard.
The chilling chant
Wounds my heart in a downpour drop.
Deafening me in a dreams’
Silent slough.
With my fiery gaze
I burn to the ground
Opalescent light of my tears –
Lunar silvery shine.
Leaving footsteps, footsteps at night
Going to nowhere, from the world I escape!
Only light leaves tracks on my pathway. Light
Is left here in a new dawn’s shape.
Maybe in hundred aeons
I will rush headlong
Through the plains, raging roar of winds,
I’ll return as one who eternally lives
And I will stay alive.
And my shivery hand
Will touch the soil of the plain.
And I will feel again:
Empty villages’ call
Gnaws my soul in embraces of night.
The past gaze’s shade
I see in the glow of a thawed light.
I see flickers of lunar dust
In the forest crowns of grey,
Twinkling which will merge in own bonds
With the heart of the land of paternal graves.
Empty villages’ call –
In scattering stars of the lunar temple.
Empty villages’ call
Tortures my heart with madding rites.
Empty villages’ call
‘s kept in silence by fog guardians.
Empty villages’ call –
Secret of dead land hideouts.
Lyrics: Masha "Scream", translation into English by Sergey AR Pavlov, Artwork: Gyula Havancsák
The past gaze’s ghost
Is caressed with fatigued eyeholes gazing.
Rotten gaols sweet fume
Is destined to swallow,
Give Earth-Mother the tears flood to consume,
Reach with hand the Celestial Marrow!
Empty villages’ call –
As stellar scattering at a fog lair,
Empty villages’ call –
With ringing echoes tortures my heart.
Empty villages’ call –
Drowsy place of the dead temple’s prayer.
Empty villages’ call
Is a secret’s calm guard.
The chilling chant
Wounds my heart in a downpour drop.
Deafening me in a dreams’
Silent slough.
With my fiery gaze
I burn to the ground
Opalescent light of my tears –
Lunar silvery shine.
Leaving footsteps, footsteps at night
Going to nowhere, from the world I escape!
Only light leaves tracks on my pathway. Light
Is left here in a new dawn’s shape.
Maybe in hundred aeons
I will rush headlong
Through the plains, raging roar of winds,
I’ll return as one who eternally lives
And I will stay alive.
And my shivery hand
Will touch the soil of the plain.
And I will feel again:
Empty villages’ call
Gnaws my soul in embraces of night.
The past gaze’s shade
I see in the glow of a thawed light.
I see flickers of lunar dust
In the forest crowns of grey,
Twinkling which will merge in own bonds
With the heart of the land of paternal graves.
Empty villages’ call –
In scattering stars of the lunar temple.
Empty villages’ call
Tortures my heart with madding rites.
Empty villages’ call
‘s kept in silence by fog guardians.
Empty villages’ call –
Secret of dead land hideouts.
Lyrics: Masha "Scream", translation into English by Sergey AR Pavlov, Artwork: Gyula Havancsák
