Weeping Wish Serenade 01. 07. 01

...Кто ползет по строчке, чей переплёт закроется вскоре
Кому будет дорога брести во тьме по ходу учась,
Как читать целлюлозную листву ночных территорий -
Роман о вечной любви, четвертую часть...
                Олег Медведев

               Weeping Wish Serenade
                - to music - 

The blackened fire burns the night
Under the grace of no delight
The trees are swaying in the mist
And all the tunes of day have ceased
I search our long-abandoned shrine
In the nocturnal realms of mine
I want to leave this holy land
To hear your voice and hold your hand

Chorus:
I wish for the whirlwinds
To break down the silence
For the darkness to veil the return of the lust
Oh, how I wish to sip the dew from your palms
Sleep and die in your arms

The grieving sounds pass by and swoon
My spirit flies around the moon
It contemplates the turning earth
Without a new place for rebirth...
From my first line to epitaph
I waited only for your love
No one but you can stop my fall
No one can heal the broken soul

I close my eyes and see a dream -
The bay surrounded by the steam
The warm waves washing our bare feet
Your kiss so tender and so sweet
But really I'm a beast in lair
That hides from grief and from despair
Someday I'll join the limpid flood
Someday I'll touch the face of God

Chorus:
I wish for the swallows
To take out my sorrows
For the dawn to unveil the return of the lost
I wish to quit this vain life for a new
Live and die just with you