You're pure. You're absolutely pure
Like vapour of the mountain stream,
And songs of lighthearted divine birds
Were ringing out of the ocean deep.
In Untime, hidden from the mortal eyes
Under the veil of countless vivid dreams
You're dreaming washed by honey dew
On bedding made of flowers full of tears.
And from the bedding made of tearful leaves,
Washed by cold waters of the heavy autumn rain
You'd woken up with bitter groan on lips,
Keeping eternal sleep in eyes full of pain.
Please, take this flowers! Take this sacrifice
For curse that turned into immortal gift!
The lovers dying into altar fire,
The healing cames from this divine disease.
For single life two others have to intermit,
So quickly petals fall from lonely tree!
The fading garden, sleepy snowy field,
And on your breast whole world fell asleep.
Ты - чист. Ты - бесконечно чис