Primordial Breath
The calling wind on my faceWaving from the summoning of giantsThat heals my soul
The virile fragrance of alpine torThe blowing breath of this foldThat dreams me
Pervading every single nook of existence
Veidon anatlâTrireinos koilon monis pantosVolevos kaion moricusNi têrsos tenkos sves nâus-anatiaIn litaviâ votno-ûrâMê anatlô
Qe tebô lama deivos skver-ollos
[English translation:]
Mumbling breathFlowing through the loins of my painPlashing at the havensOf homeless sailorsMooring their soulships at the urgrounds shoreI breathe in
And touch the hand of the all-pervading
Laden with the burden of this lifeThe barque sails through endless watersDeep and dark
Yet gestated pristinely and freeEscorting to the biding warmthOf the womb
"I'm a bard do you not vouchsafe my secrets to slavesI am a guide a judge if you sow you will labour