Sioc *

 

 Il gelo corteggia i muri 

 della casa antica 

 le lunghe dita fredde 

 solleticano le pietre 

 cercano fessure 

 attraverso cui 

 sussurrare ancora 

 la bellezza ancestrale 

 della morte. 

 

 

* "gelo" in gaelico irlandese

The Samhain oath

 

 LISTEN TO - ASCOLTA 

 

 

 

 

 

I watch the smoke 

under the north 

the wind is cold 

I cure my thoughts 

 

I keep some hopes 

in my old notes 

I can’t have faults 

if I am strong 

 

Samhain is the only moment 

that cuts the time 

it’s dark and bright 

 

Samhain is always the owner 

of evil and right 

no need to lie 

 

And I keep resisting 

without any power 

ignoring my instinct 

putting out my fire 

again 

 

I only know 

which is my home 

when comes the cold 

in this old shore 

 

There is a word 

from the ancient world 

that touches souls 

the Samhain oath 

 

Samhain is the only moment 

that cuts the time 

it’s dark and bright 

 

Samhain is always the owner 

of evil and right 

no need to lie 

 

And I keep resisting 

without any power 

ignoring my instinct 

putting out my fire 

again