First Song

I made my first breath
With the first sunrise
Under autumn stars I said my first word
But there were no one to hear me
First wind caressed my skin
My feet left traces
On the primordial fallen snow.

The rocks and soil
They gave me strength
And winter moon has shown me
The right path
Birches on the swamp
Whispered me the words
And sun endowed creation with sence.

Words and notes, they join together
One by one, in proper order
Spread around as light in the space
Treading down as tide on the banks
Cover up the earth as snow
Invincible life-giving flow
The Song and Life as one.

My drums they roar
As thunder in the skies
My strings are drops of rain through sunshine
My flute sings with warm winds
Upon the grass
My voice is early morning mist
In heather wolds.

The song pervades
The atoms of young world
From roots of trees to stars in endless cosmos
The music is nothing else, than life itself
The first and only true song of our world.

I have heard hundreds hearts beating
I have felt thousands souls breathing
The song's everywhere, in water and air
In woods and sands
Million voices join the music
The song awakes, the song gives source to life
Flow of life is born.