Take calm rest, let silence weave her web.
In dark air of emptiness we share
Many times and thunders of dark ages.
Rest, my child, I keep out all regrets.
I won’t allow old fears to come
Upon you now,
Even if you know
Our revenges undone.
Star will flow against our sacred blood,
Upon our blessed land -
One, you forever know:
Your greatest pride and home.
Take calm rest, let darkness touch your skin;
With your breath she’s lightly coming in.
Cold of caves will become your grace,
Imprinting smile on your sleeping face.
Our world is cradle for your soul;
He takes us all.
Once you will be tall
And ready for new war.
I believe - your rage will reach the stars.
Through knowledge of great past
And with your ruthless lust -
You will guide us.
You won’t allow old fears to come
Upon your home,
Just as do we all.
03/03/2014
Lullaby
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