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DUSK DWELL - "White Shroud of December"
Автор: chelovek42 19-06-2011, 23:20 0 1806    
"White Shroud of December"

Ice has laid down on the ground as a white gravestone.
On the cemetery of grass and flowers the blizzard walks alone...

December has walked again on colored autumn carpets,
On the black-and-white background being played by ravens-puppets.
Cold is old as time, so old...
Days are pale and sad as never, and the sky has nothing to weep.
Reflexions in the frozen pools forever fall asleep...
Cold is old as time, so old...

White, white silence of white desert -
Only snow crackles underfoot.
Cold, cold violence the earth has deserved
And it silently suffers, as a mute.
Breath of winter strives to destroy
And put on the clothes, which are so white.
Snowdrifts as grey tombs shine on the soil
In the cold white day and cold black night.

The endless chain of frosty days lasts long and slowly,
The exhausted spirit comes back again to a melancholy...
Hundreds of eyes look from the sky, as scattered embers
As traces disappear under the white shroud of december!

(Written by 'Чук' in December'09)

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DUSK DWELL - "Kings and Queens"
Автор: chelovek42 18-06-2011, 23:15 0 2283    
"Kings and Queens"

Kings and Queens...
I still see them
Not looking at the change of the epoch.
It seems,
That it should be so
Eternally, while there is love...

Love! Her majesty, Love!
How to return purity dove?
For someone a crown, for someone a throne,
For someone a dungeon...

Kings and Queens...
Malicious and kind,
For whom have you left the light halls?
Laughter and grieves -
All it is kept by these walls.

Anger, pleasure,
Cruelty, favour,
Wisdom - gift or test?
Anger, pleasure,
Cruelty, favour,
Wisdom - what
Will get the best?

My love
Will turn you into the Queen,
From the South to the North!
Your love
Will turn me into the King
In the Kingdom of the Earth!

(Written by 'Чук' in Autumn'09)

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DUSK DWELL - "AnemonA"
Автор: chelovek42 17-06-2011, 23:13 0 2049    

What is happening to me?
The smell of blossoms makes me hard to breathe.
Everything I missed so long, has arisen!
Leaves turn to green,
The wind tenderly touches them and sings...
Everything I missed long has arisen in shining beams.

Spring. Cold winds have flown away.
On warm slopes of mountains their traces were gone.
The dream has shown me the shape of the day
When hopes of the old tales have thawed near Anemones...

All smells sweet - pollen and a last year's grass.
The sun walks on steppe meadows in vain search of snow.
Valleys will meet affably, they will hide us
In young crowns... in its shadows... under cloudy dumb show.

The goddess trembles... Her beloved Just about to come...
The goddess trembles... Her beloved Just about to come...
Just about to come...

The young beloved has not returned from the Kingdom of Shades...
That’s why the golden-haired goddess so cried!
That’s why she poured inconsolable tears
On that place, where her loved Adonis died...

Aphrodite, the goddess of love and beauty,
Your tears with scarlet anemones covered valleys.
Let the grief be fleeting and leave,
As a vernal Anemona's life and feelings which the life can give...

(Written by 'Чук' in Spring'10)

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