Taciturnity IV (Arduous Voyage)

Lyrics&Music: ISC

Dark clouds that shade the sun

And stagnate in dark magenta

A compass has sunk into the sea bed

Storm led a sailor to a lonely island

And settled the maroon to the place

An old man roams a wasteland while having a driftwood stick

The man who feels at a loss - he has nowhere to go

He cannot listen to voices which led a lad anymore

Nothing is left here for him to live

Merciless wind of the godforsaken place is

Whispering the forlorn refrain which feels at a loss

The blustering black waves at the bass of dark clouds

Drifted to here the sailor who sinks into disappointment

As if it laughs at the lonesome fate,

Bleak wind blows the man who sat down on a hill

The man looked lamely the back of distant ocean

He despairs of his fate and was keeping taciturnity

Beyond my retirement ground which time stood still

Psychogenic mirage of reminiscences drawed the background

His faults and their smiles that hovers and disappears

He reaches out the past that never touches anymore

Phantasms of reminiscence that hover and disappear

Aging tears flowing from wizened eyes

The man stands still in the suspicious silence

And is reading out poems of lost time

As if it laughs at the lonesome fate,

Bleak wind blows the man who sat down on a hill

The man looked lamely the back of distant ocean

He despairs of his fate and was keeping taciturnity

"If I become a fishy stone that

Never falls down by driving wind

Then I may have days that

Count the time without feel any pain"

" They are dead to all feeling

And are standing still while sink into sand and soil

Unrelenting wind which convulses this hairs

The wounded defeated soldier can't bear to it"

Gray hued sky resonates low growls

And alights onto this area where grief sleeps

He falls on his knees by despairs and disappointments

And unlearns pries, and is keeping taciturnity

And unlearns remembering... And assuages inner voices...

Gray hued sky resonates low growls

And alights onto this area where grief sleeps

He falls on his knees by despairs and disappointments

And unlearns pries, and is keeping taciturnity

Beyond my retirement ground which time stood still

Psychogenic mirage of reminiscences drawed the background

His faults and their smiles that hovers and disappears

He reaches out the past that never touches anymore

Phantasms of reminiscence that hover and disappear

Aging tears flowing from wizened eyes

The man stands still in the suspicious silence

And is reading out poems of lost time