Ísafold (إلى الإنكليزية ترجم)


Frozen Ground

Your coldness gnaws to the bone
The gem of warmth has through sorrow turned to lead
So many animal days and nights
You live in my head
In the vicious haze of night
She dances without wound
The frozen ground bleeds here
Flesh endowed with rot
Even so, the soul rises
Out from slumber there will be holy wells
With the rot of blood as a weapon
Bliss for every nerve
The hope was sick and the self worshipped
In the other holy places
I don't hear the storm raging any longer.
Come in.
تم نشره بواسطة svakalegtsvakalegt في السبت, 04/08/2018 - 23:14


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