И временем Его миротворений
Вселенная была увлечена
Теряя Звёзды в неге оперений
И завиваясь мантией крыла...
Simurgh….
Out of thrill of those awakened Ages,
Out of Snowy Placers, and Dawn Heights...
Has risen Simurgh, - gripped by heartfelt Fate,
Into the breath of wide and open Feathers….
And flying far away from rocky chambers,
And going through the waves of endless chill….
He – Guard of Light, brought to the Earth, - a Sunrise,
And burned with flame, - the sacral nighttime depth….
Simurgh arose amidst mere reflections,
Amongst embodiments, of fairy guises…
By indomitable Demon of battles,
And by the Genius of the bellicose sourses...
And with a Time of sacral world creations,
Was deeply fascinated Universe….
While losing Stars into the feather’s bliss…
And curling by the mantle of the wings…