I slipped through endless forest
And saw a fenced around town
A lot of ruins under snow
And far and wide enigmatic ghosts
Appeared at once and vanished
And whisper reached my ears
I entered the square with ice round pond.
And in the center I saw small font .
Whispering voices merged into phrase:
Sink here, sink and I obeyed.
Sinking with head I came up in town –
Town which came to life again:
Decrepit ruins turned a beautiful buildings
With an incredibly complex design
People wearing white cassocks walked
I tried to accost but was unseen
They Learnt Universe, did spiritual practices.
At the end of the World
Among passless woods
There's the unseen sourсe of forgotten truth
Which you can reach only having pure heart
And entering here you open your eyes at once
Ancient town's town where enlightened live.
It's like a window into the deep past.
Ancient town's town of those who found
Harmony and universal truth.
Force of thoughts is the means of talking,
Voice is used only for spiritual needs –
With help of throat singing
They can move heavy things
And rule elements of nature,
Dominate other creatures' wits.
Main road spiral leads me to the central square
Where lots of people formed a circle.
In the heart of the town they all are in a trance
Around gigantic occult stone with three holes
Here they get in touch with other worlds.
Pagan priest puts amulets into these holes
And the model of the Universe appears at once
With all endless galaxies.
He moves his arms round this image
Immersing into exact place
Until he sees those
Whom he wants to talk with.
At the end of the World
Among passless woods
There's the unseen sourсe of forgotten truth
Which you can reach only having pure heart
And entering here you open your eyes at once
Ancient town's town where enlightened live.
It's like a window into the deep past.
Ancient town's town of those who found
Harmony and universal truth.
Ancient town's town where enlightened live.
It's like a window into the deep past.
Ancient town's town like a model
Of an ideal world to Stay forever at
(Ancient town's town like a window into the deep past.
Ancient town's model of ideal world to stay forever at)
Once again watching this connection
I saw him nearing to solar system,
He searched the Earth, that very town
Lost somewhere deep in Siberia.
Suddenly there I saw myself
And He said: Your way won't be easy –
People lost their spiritual sight:
The highest sense of being is harmony –
You'll understand the essence of Universe when find it.
At the end of the World
Among passless woods
There's the unseen sourсe of forgotten truth
Which you can reach only having pure heart
And entering here you open your eyes at once
At the end of the World