Стихи
Troll
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Troll that sits on the rock in forest
Sees how summer decends around
Troll beholds evening fog is crawling
By the riverfall summerbound.
July 28, 2005
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Лето идёт!
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Ветер с брызгами далей
бьёт мне в лицо
Запах жизни и ночи
свирепая даль
Закат луны
Три часа ночи
Это лето течёт
пробивая снега
18 апреля 2005
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Рыба-луна
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В глубоком синем море
Живёт огромная рыба-луна
Она плывёт куда хочет
Ей не страшна глубина
Апрель 2005
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Гроза и ветер
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Гроза, гроза, и ветер вольный
Сбивая травы мчит вперёд,
Летит туда, где блещут молнии
И ввысь, туда, где Солнце бьёт
В огромный бубен неба звёздного,
И вниз, туда, где гром ревёт.
13 апреля 2005
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Touching the Strings of Starlight
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When spirits are touching the strings of starlight
We're roaming the thickets of forests tonight
We're touching the grass and we're sailing the air
And spirits are dancing with us everywhere
Апрель 2005
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Winter's Pace
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Hear the Winter's light pace
In the frozen haze
When the trees in white lace
Smile in Winter's embrace
Through the cold evening space.
7 декабря 2004
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* * *
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The strengthless one looks to the opened window
The sword on his chest symbolizes his strife
He fought for the glory of his old kingdom
He saw day and night of its glorious life.
He dreamt of the stars and the moon in the willows
He stood the ache tearing his soul apart
The strengthless one looks to the opened window
The rose in his hand symbolizes his heart.
5 января 2004 (?)
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Tales of the Old House
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Wind, wind, go walk my dear
From corner to corner,
From mirror to mirror,
Snow, snow, oh sleep my darling,
The golden bell tolls
Exiling the fear.
8 января 2003 (?)
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The Lord of Winter Nights
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I've come from the land of the dark woods and snow,
From sleepy expanses of stars and moon glow,
From roaring rivers of mountain heights,
I play my panflute and my eyes shine bright.
I walked on the deadly impassable bogs,
I dived to the pitch-black wood lakes full of logs,
I sing my sad song to the rising old moon
Caressing the withering grass with this tune.
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Tonight, tonight,
The Moon shines bright,
Give me your hand,
Now you will mend
From gloom and pain
From sore and bane
Just take a breathe
Of the free main.
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2003
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Winter Dawn
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You see the swirling snow, swirling snow,
It whirls around in ether's flow,
The thousands of flakes, eternal flakes,
The flashes of ice go to and fro.
They'll join there in the endless sky
With biting frost of the Moon's eye,
Where starlight's sharper than a needle's end,
There the fierce storm will die.
The earth lies gray, the winter morning's here,
The crowned sun is going to appear,
And the wan darkness and the writhen trees
Are mute, there is no thing to hear.
And suddenly across the deepest azure skies
The golden ray of sunlight strikes,
And world holds its breath, its everlasting ire,
And meets the coming Blazing Sun's empire.
2003
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Will He Rest in Avalon?
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Will he rest in Avalon
Will he ever walk back home
Will he take the hurting thorn
Out of his tired heart
Out of his tired soul
Will it heal his dolour
Under the setting sun
Resting in Avalon,
Mending in Avalon
Under the setting sun
At the home of his own.
2003
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The Sailor's Song
| Please ease my burden
Please heal my wounds
I want to be free again,
I want to set sail
I want to sail off
To go for the thunder and rain,
I want to set sail
I want to sail off
To go for the thunder and rain.
2002 (?) |
Заклинания на скорую весну
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- 1 -
Подналась Звезда Элэля
Озарила лес Грорэи,
Ветра вольный Господин
Древа Севера согреет.
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Thou, the river of Ghroreiha,
Thou, the light of stars the fair,
Lord of Windblow, melt the snow,
Please get out of your warm lair,
Warm the Earth and let us plow!
2002 (?)
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Заклинание идущему в бой
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Колдовство далеких стран
Нас спасет от тяжких ран,
Ранний ясный свет Зари
Нас на бой благословит,
А блистающий свет Дня
Охранит нас от огня,
Злато и рубин Заката
Одолеет супостата,
Звездный Свет очистит души
Путы пленников разрушит,
Ветер Вольный во степи -
Он сердца наши скрепит,
Месяц озарит брега:
Одолеем мы врага!
2002 (?)
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На славянскую тему
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Видишь, Див летит сквозь древа,
Кличет он своих людей,
Змей поганый в поднебесье
Дышит жар своих углей.
Черной песней из-под Пекла
Сирин Черньбога зовет,
И Перун из поднебесья
Алым пламенем метнет.
Позвизд облаками спрячет
Лик Ярила в этот час,
Час шептанья, час волхванья,
Скрытый Сварогом от нас.
Видишь столб в сиянье златом,
Светит златом Ирий-Сад,
Алконоста яро пенье
Гуслей Мира строит лад.
2002 (?)
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Herons' Call
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It's herons' call
It's breaking your soul
It takes you to the marshes deep
It takes you to the grasses tall
It's herons' call
2001 (?)
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Midnight Words
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These words my pencil wrote
I read them in the midnight,
I wrote them in the midnight,
My back was sweating of the fright
Which by the night been brought.
2001 (?)
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