Дима Пучков
"Let's stand and polish the Aurora Borealis together"
Katipinimitautsh's
The heavens is drained itself,
dropping the tears on a city vogue.
Every one wears a new mask on scold fresh ancient visage,
The filth got washed up, and worshiped by gasping wind.
Now I can see better most of the divine,
immaculate nature,
As I looked in to the eclipse of whenua and habitats of ashkui,
Ani Tsaguhi is coming back to his visceral spirit
Tell me about the Big Dipper scattered in the dusky sky,
Waiting to provide belly's with his slaughtered flash.
So few can feed on it,
to mortify their greed.
Answer me Great Spirit of Innu?
Who is this lands blood,
which rans so worthless in a gutter.
And you are the love,
which I withhold for them to nourish.
Lets stand and polish the Aurora Borealis together.
And it will lead us trough the time,
to those who lives in our hearts
So we can see them laugh and dance,
among the other fading stars.
Sing to me scalp of the diminished drum your algonkian motives.
Lets jump around the blazing fire,
like mad children of nature,
Wearing the masks of Innu,
carved out of unrevised grief.
The one who lived beneath the sea,
join me for the carnival of souls.
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benkol
07.10.2010
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