Текст песни After the Fruits of Ephemeral Pulchritude (Korova) с переводом

Under der krnen w wintro ist hrre

Wart ich gewfent gen minne und find

Staimbort und suertu wren mn frouwe

Der ich schnkte bluomen von bluat

Exaustedly I leave the fields of winter

My sword is rusted for steel is the mirror of my soul

I she’d their blood on frozen statues from the glacial race

But now I shroud my horns in lethe

And nevermore they shall emblazon me

Unto the gardens of vigour and warmth

I trudge a long time, but far is my bourne

Where father’s snow melts and springflowers sprout

I sleep to wake up in my mother’s arms

And I thaw

Clothe me with colours and feed me with glee

As my weapons corrode by the aestival kiss

My craving for glory and might I’ll subdue

After the fruits of ephemeral pulchritude

Sweet and vinous the trees pour their wealth

And my youth and beauty return

Mid my sisters I cheerfully dance

As milk flows from my breast

I extol the female god before the altar of the sun

For her gift of peace and stainless pulchritude

Love me, just the loss of thoughts can grant me

Bright felicity

In mere illusions of her esoteric lies

Six hundred dreams have passed in the garden

Of thornless pleasures

I am summer’s caughter and embellish paradise

But still my legions conquer for the throne of winter

And ice that swallowed all the world now

Besieges this reich

Ferocious hordes unsheathe and vanquish eden

Without compassion they rape me for I’m weak and frail

Inferior I die as frost covers my body

But braced by hate I will return

To the vast of my gorgeous fatherland

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