Thick grasses hide their palms,
Whisper of creeks makes me feel sleepy,
Sun caresses my drowsy thoughts,
Shoreless grasses wave me.
The indiscernible path
Will pile up stones into words,
Will give me fire to drink,
Will guide me to the edge of the field.
Blood on palms
Chants with its patterns,
And the far, close to edge,
Path inebriates me.
Indiscernible path,
Edge of the field is near.
Near is the desired darkness,
That guards me.
Blood on palms
Chants with its patterns,
Indiscernible path
Waves me to drowsiness.
Fallacious image, doomed look,
My veiled whisper - ancient words,
Path is indiscernible in fathomless grasses,
Sharpened knife tortures my body.
The indiscernible path
Will pile up stones into words,
Will give me fire to drink,
Will guide me to the edge of the field.
Blood on palms
Chants with its patterns,
And the far, close to edge,
Path inebriates me.
Indiscernible path,
Edge of the field is near.
Near is the desired darkness,
That guards me.
Blood on palms
Chants with its patterns,
Indiscernible path
Waves me to drowsiness.
Darkness comes alive,
It fills the distance,
And it calls me,
And I go to it.
And darkness near edge of days
will fill me with dream,
And it will spread ashes
Over the fields.
The edge of shoreless field is near,
Sunny are eyes in tears of blood.
Pierced by steel, fading face
Laid on my shoulders as a grave burden.
The indiscernible path
in fathomless grasses
Chants with slumber.
The indiscernible path
Chants with slumber,
The indiscernible path
Chants with slumber.
