Part III: Kysil Oy

Kyzil Oy ran across the red lakes
The great rivers flow into Kyzil Oy
To meat each other in the same heart.

Great pain is in Kyzil Oy
There are five red lakes are on Kyzil Oy land
There are five wounds in Kyzil Oy's heart
Five thousand years to be alone
Near the white lake of tears
Kyzil Oy.

You roam for five thousand years
In the dead labyrinths of consciousness
Only from time to time at nights, in the light of shimmering.

The white lake has no coasts
This calm destroys all feelings
Sit on the stones and look at that
Peering in its reflection.

Pearls of the red lakes heart
Are lost in indefinite space
You can't find them behind the Golden mountains
It's accessible only to the wind of dreams and wanderings.

The sun with emerald became din
Rubins don't shine at the bottom
You wait, your brothers die
Daybreak will flame up
And the angry voice of divinity
Chooses you for damnation.

The way will be provided
Where all rooms are in black
There's no empty mirrors
Where day and night is candles cry
That way where fire's spirit
Was playing the flute this warm evening
That world where Shaitan plays
To the accompaniment of the bugle drums bit.

Blood, honey and milk
Nectar of shaman's immortality
Here the archers throw their whistling.