Lone /2017/

by AORNOS

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This is a track from the second "Mors Sola" album.
Lyrics by F.W. Nietzsche (Vereinsamt).

/English - Hungarian/

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LONE

Shrill shriek the crows
that to the town in whirls roam:
soon come the snows -
weal unto him, who - has a home!

Now you stand still,
look back, alas! how far unfurled!
You fool! You will
escape the winter to the world?

The world - a gate
to thousand deserts, mute and chill!
Who lost his fate,
as you have lost, stands nowhere still.

Now you are pale
and cursed to wander winter's rise,
like fumes prevail
that always seek the colder skies.

Seek, bird, and shriek
your desert-bird-song, worn and torn! -
And hide, you freak,
your bleeding heart in ice and scorn!

Shrill shriek the crows
that to the town in whirls roam:
soon come the snows -
woe unto him, who has no home

ElHAGYATVA

A varjúraj
város felé surrog tova:
hó lesz hamar -
boldog, kinek van otthona.

Sötéten állsz,
s hátra meredsz - mióta már!
Mondd: merre szállsz
a tél elől, bolond madár?!

Feléd havas
sivár puszták ásítanak.
Nem nyughat az,
ki oly kifosztott, mint te vagy.

Sors átka ver:
téli bolyongással gyötör,
füst vagy, amely
mind hidegebb egekbe tör.

Károgd siket
pusztákba hörgő gyászdalod!
Vérzik szíved?
Dacba, jégbe takarhatod!

A varjúraj
város felé surrog tova:
hó lesz hamar -
jaj, akinek nincs otthona!

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released December 23, 2015

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AORNOS Hungary

AORNOS is a noetic BM band, formed in Hungary by Algras.
The inspiration is given and eternal: the dark projection of Existence, endless Nature, Cosmos and the attemt to passing the ordinary, human, all too human things...

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