Come, draw near to me with no hesitation
Shake your feet off the snare of the time past
I care not for your raiment, nor your shoes or jewerly
Neither shall I give a damn about your name
Leave those burdens at the salvage hut
Set your heart to the reaches of the Pillars of Cloud
That have anwaveringly led you thus far.
Come, render yourself to be one with the clamor of the travellers
Gulp down that oldest wine, sweeter than the wild honey
Embrace the bright stars before darkness decimate them
Let yourself adrift in the fiercest of waves
Surrender your body a-soared by the most ancient tempest
Never fear that the waves shall carry you
Never doubt the tempest shall careen you
The whitest light shall bring the warmth of mother's embrace
Warmer than a hectare of quilt arrayed by a thousand angels
Shhh...
Quiet.
Be Silence.
Hark! Listen to the balad, a song of utmost serenity
whilst the drummers are however veiled, hidden amongst the clouds
The serene mellody glided in the space of the universe reflecting the stars
entwined with the luminosity of most pure
Your ears are not wet forest mushrooms. So listen!
Your eyes should not be let weak and dim. So look!
Be haste now and catch up with the travelers before you crumbled
And your body shall evanesce in vain, gobled by millions of maggots
While your soul floats with neither aim nor bearing.
2012
*English version by Aditya Sylvana
Shake your feet off the snare of the time past
I care not for your raiment, nor your shoes or jewerly
Neither shall I give a damn about your name
Leave those burdens at the salvage hut
Set your heart to the reaches of the Pillars of Cloud
That have anwaveringly led you thus far.
Come, render yourself to be one with the clamor of the travellers
Gulp down that oldest wine, sweeter than the wild honey
Embrace the bright stars before darkness decimate them
Let yourself adrift in the fiercest of waves
Surrender your body a-soared by the most ancient tempest
Never fear that the waves shall carry you
Never doubt the tempest shall careen you
The whitest light shall bring the warmth of mother's embrace
Warmer than a hectare of quilt arrayed by a thousand angels
Shhh...
Quiet.
Be Silence.
Hark! Listen to the balad, a song of utmost serenity
whilst the drummers are however veiled, hidden amongst the clouds
The serene mellody glided in the space of the universe reflecting the stars
entwined with the luminosity of most pure
Your ears are not wet forest mushrooms. So listen!
Your eyes should not be let weak and dim. So look!
Be haste now and catch up with the travelers before you crumbled
And your body shall evanesce in vain, gobled by millions of maggots
While your soul floats with neither aim nor bearing.
2012
*English version by Aditya Sylvana
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