потоп

Долго с неба текла вода...
Лил на землю священный дождь...
Проявляясь, богов рука
Ниспослала на мир потоп.
Наказаньем определя?
На погибель?  Иль  за  долги.
И, пройдя по чужим следам,
Осознав их - суметь дойти.
древний опыт в обретеньи веры,
Воспитав себя для добра.
Не сумели. И главной целью
Отмывала злобу вода.

Позже вновь накоплено зло,
Но в других совсем поколеньях.
Будут чистить флюидным огнём
Боги всю про страдавшую землю.
В судный день окунёт судья-
Разъярится небесный огонь
Так господь проведёт разбор.
Будет кто спасен?      
Прежде  Ной.
Кто страдает от силы зла,
но не копит её в себе
Для угасших подкинь-ка жар:
Свет небесный внутри поселив.

Озари голубую землю,
Подарив ей священный пыл.
Пир чумы отошли в неизвестность
В небылое его сверни.
Или в памяти всё ж оставь
Как пору обученья в исканьях:
Познавала боль душа,
Соглашаясь страдать, ошибаясь...
Опыт был приобретен? Иль будет?
Сколько жить осталось ещё -
Лет, что нам подарили судьи?
Иль отменят?    
    лишив всего
по наследству: долги иль богатство?
иль ...  самим зарабатывать жизнь...
Почему ничего-то не знаем?
Направляют догадки умы.

* Зря сумеет страдать душа?
наших душ тебе жаль, бог мой?   
Испрошу просвети меня
И всех тех, кто ещё живой

перевод под EDM:

The Flood

[Intro]
(Deep sub-bass pulse, slow arp rising, ominous choir FX, rain sample fading into kick)
For so long the water flowed from the sky, a sacred rain,
It poured down on the earth, washing everything again.
The hand of the gods revealed itself, sending the flood to the world,
Was it punishment? Was it doom? Or just the settling of an old, dark debt?

[Verse 1]
Walking in the footsteps of the lost, we tried to understand,
To see their pain, their choices, and find our own way back to the plan.
Ancient wisdom in the search for faith, to shape the soul with good,
But we failed, and the water washed away the poison where it stood.
It scrubbed the bitterness clean, tried to burn the hate away,
A baptism of sorrow, a cold and endless day.

[Pre-Chorus]
(Snare ghost notes, tension climbing, evolving synth)
And later, evil grew again, but in new generations’ veins,
Built up slow and quiet, in different lives, in different names.
The gods will cleanse the suffering earth with fluid fire bright,
On the Judgment Day, the judge will plunge the world into the light.

[Chorus]
The heavenly fire will rage, the skies will burn and tear apart,
As the Lord reviews the balance, writes the final, heavy chart.
Who will be saved? Who will remain when the smoke begins to clear?
Before it was Noah — who will stand this time, without fear?
Who suffers from the force of evil but refuses to hold it tight,
Who gives a spark to those who’ve faded, lighting up the dark inside?

[Verse 2]
Give a spark to the extinguished, plant the heavenly light within,
Let it glow in every hollow heart, let it break the silence again.
Illuminate the blue earth, gift it with a sacred fire,
Send the plague’s wild feast into the unknown, erase its hungry desire.
Or keep it in the memory, as a lesson to be learned,
A training ground of pain and doubt, where the soul was tested, burned.
The soul knew suffering, agreed to hurt, to make mistakes and fall,
Was the experience gained? Or is it still ahead for us all?

[Bridge]
(Break: kick drops, reversed vocal chop, ghostly textures, glitch FX)
How many years are left for us — the time the judges gave?
Will they cancel it, take it all away, leave us with nothing saved?
Inheritance: debts or riches, or must we earn our way alone?
Why do we know so little, while guesswork guides our minds like stone?
Our thoughts chase shadows, theories spin, but the truth stays out of sight,
We’re just trying to make sense of the storm in the dead of night.

(Drop: full beat returns, aggressive sub-bass, layered percussion, dark lead, bright stabs, tribal hits)

[Chorus]
The heavenly fire will rage, the skies will burn and tear apart,
As the Lord reviews the balance, writes the final, heavy chart.
Who will be saved? Who will remain when the smoke begins to clear?
Before it was Noah — who will stand this time, without fear?
Who suffers from the force of evil but refuses to hold it tight,
Who gives a spark to those who’ve faded, lighting up the dark inside?

[Verse 3]
Does the soul suffer in vain? Is it worth the pain we bear?
God, do You feel sorrow for our souls, do You see us everywhere?
I beg You, shine Your light on me, on all who still draw breath,
Show us the path through the chaos, give us a reason to face death.
Let the revelation come, not as a hammer from above,
But as a whisper in the silence, a thread we can hold onto, love.

[Outro]
The flood recedes, the fire fades, the ash settles on the ground,
But the questions stay etched in our hearts, a scar that can’t be bound.
Maybe the lesson isn’t in the scale, the debt, the final score,
But in the choice we make each day, the light we choose to pour.

(Fade with repeating vocal chop)
“The light we pour… the light we pour…
Even in the dark, even when the answers aren’t sure.”

* Can a soul suffer in vain?
Do You pity our souls, my God?
I beg You to enlighten me,
And all those who are still alive.