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Echoes of the Moss
05:02
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- Instrumental -
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2. |
Une Couronne de Branches
10:31
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Brûlant comme une flamme
Ce jeune oiseau tombe
Embrassant la chaleur blême
De mon corps qui succombe
Je constitue son linceul
De larmes et de peine
L'enterrant dans un champ seul
Entouré de branches incertaines
Le soleil se noie dans mon chagrin
Finissant dans un écrin
Fermé par une clé de fortune
Et plus jamais ne verra la lune
Il ne me restera plus que des souvenirs
De cet oiseau chantant et volant
J'aimerais le voir comme à la fonte des neiges d'antan
Vibrant et majestueux afin de s’épanouir
Son Mausolée sera marqué
D’un ornement mélancolique
Une Couronne de Branche symbolique
D’une vie vécue dévorée par le passé
A jamais gravé dans mon cœur
La nature s’apaisant autour de moi
Accompagnant la fin de mes émois
Aboutissement d’une vie de désarroi
Le calme finira par faire foi
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3. |
Devoured by the Oak pt.I
08:34
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Green moss embracing my skin
Taking away my thoughts
The bark whispers in my ears
As the wood is creaking calmly
"Watch the moon and feel my warmth
Watch the stars, they love thee
I am thy home forever
And you'll finally touch the sky"
The forest is doing its final gift
Trying to erase the dust taste of my past
Releasing its sweet scent
And enveloping me in its spring cloak
Today is a different morning
I finally ear the stream flowing
The birds singing
And the voice of the old Oak sobbing
Deep in the forest I'm drifting into a silent spleen
Waiting for the elder tree to end my pain
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Isolated in my warm amber
So frail and beautiful
How long will you protect me
From these souvenirs I can't remember
The roots of my ache are hidden
In your wooden and saintly frame
Accompanying the sunset of my soul
Forging my house built in sorrow
The night is falling
The stars are calling me
My last breath is a present
To the Oak that made me leave
White pearl flowing on my skin
Reflecting the green trees
Aspiring what remains
From my heart on this earth
The darkness swallows me
On its unknown circle
Just to make it brighter
And to finally devour my pain
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5. |
Crépuscule
09:52
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Un jour, le jeune soleil s’est couché
Dans une lumière orangée
Laissant place au berceau des étoiles
Recouvert d’un voile astral
Ce crépuscule naïf était plus
Qu’une fin de journée superflue
Il signait l’arrêt d’une vie
Ainsi que l’extinction d’un vice
Errant dans les limbes de mes pensées
Fanées comme une rose assoiffée
Mon esprit se vide petit à petit
Pour laisser place à mon cœur meurtri
Aucun moyen de guérir de ces maux
Des blessures infligées au fil des années
S’enfonçant dans un décor brumaux
Saignant et purement désincarné
Un spectre hantant mon âme
Aussi noir qu’une nuit sans lune
Menaçant d’une lame
Mes sentiments sans rancune
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6. |
Spleen by the Pond
02:46
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- Instrumental -
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7. |
Autumn Shore
08:25
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Circles surrounding my body
I see the waves of the pond
Moving and drifting to the shore
Where the shadows are
The cold water reflects the soul
Of the forest and the old Ones
Tearing my skin like branches
Showing me the traces of time
The wind sings a Requiem
Growling on the trees
And Howling through the reeds
The Nebulous sky caresses the surface of the water
I’ll see the light emerging from the trees and the peak of the mountains
I’m stranded in this shallow water
Will I ever reach the coast
The rain starts to fall
And so do the leaves and my hopes
Fog and Spirits awaken with the end of the warm days
The green changes to red
Grasses change to mud
O, Mother Earth, you’ll finally array your Autumn veil
The Nebulous sky caresses the surface of the water
I saw the light emerging from the trees and swallowed by the night
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8. |
Blomsterkransen
03:36
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Då jag såg en fågel falla
likt en eld som brann
vid alla slut en låga blott
i djupet han försvann
Jag bar hans kropp i mina händer
hans smärta i mitt ord
en ensam grav vid vallmofält
förenas han med jord
I blida stunder
ett mörker tränger in
det ögonblick av fridfullhet
det aldrig bliva mitt
I mitt minne skall jag bära
hans levnadsglada sång
ur vinterns dvala springer
hopp om grönskans återgång
Hans viloplats ska klinga
som en sorgsen stämma klar
en blomsterkrans på stenen trona
leder till hans grav
I blida stunder
ett mörker tränger in
det ögonblick av frihet
det aldrig bliva mitt
Stunder av stillhet
från bäckar och från skog
de stillar mina strömmar
de fyller mig med ro
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Cân Bardd Switzerland
Influenced by bands such as Caladan Brood, Elderwind, Saor and Gallowbraid, Cân Bardd was founded in 2016 as a one-man project by then 18 year old Malo Civelli from Switzerland, with the purpose of creating an outlet for his feelings and ideas that would be at once heavy and aggressive, yet also melodic and atmospheric. ... more
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