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A Child and A Shaman
Lyrics by Alexey Morozov.

Mircea Eliade: In Memoriam

Words of a Child:
I gaze with amazement
At a world without name
Beneath cloudy raiment
From whence now I came

I hear as the grass grows
At spring's tender hand.
My heart pumps green billows
To every stem

Both:
A trouvere of a new May
In butterfly's fane
I'm a note of the great lay
Composed by the main

Song of a Shaman:
A theme that is profound
I play at my ease
When wandering spellbound
In ecstatic bliss

I dance like a moth with my senses numb
As did my feet in ancient times
To a million souls primeval rhymes
That from the inside beat my drum

They see just a shape caught in fire-lit spree
A wondrous image in essence nude
And envy this godlike solitude
(They, who) endowed with gift of saying 'we'

Both:
Of nature unspoken we share different shapes
Of stellar sonata, of nightingale's staves
Yet face of each other we cannot descry
This 'Mirour de l'Omme' lies before our eyes!

Song of a Shaman:
A paradox's door-man
A shepherd of dawn
With my hands I'm warming
The fiery glow

They attribute me wonders
Of ignorance's van
Forsaking The Marvel
The one that is Man