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23.05.2021

Call

Myriad stars fill the dark sky,
The Milky Way summons me forth,
Be it the song of a sonant stream,
Be it the rustling of nocturnal feathergrass.
 
It's stifling at home, I'll rise, go out,
Get drunk on the coolness outside,
I don't wish to, nor can I stand still,
I will go seek that resounding laughter.
 
A secret call is leading me,
In the sylvan wilderness, in nighttime fields,
It's preparing destruction for me.
But death - it's a trifle!
For I'm in love!
 
There's no escaping and no fleeing
From the embrace of the one, whose name is Darkness.
There's no falling asleep, when she calls.
The night of love - blood will be the price.
 
Never to see the light of day
And depart from the world forever.
It is too small a price
For the embrace of the one, whose name is...Darkness.
 
A secret call is leading me,
In the sylvan wilderness, in nighttime fields,
It's preparing destruction for me.
But death - it's a trifle!
For I'm in love!