Music – Drudkh, Breath of Cold Black Soil

Here is some springtime music from Drudkh for springtime.

Dead black water
Still sleeps under a layer of ice
A pale cold sun
Still offers heat.

The wind that carries with him
A cold smell of spring,
Mercilessly throws into the sky
Black branches
So sullen and brittle
That bend down
To the darkened melted snow.

One more turn
Of the eternal wheel,
One more flock of birds
Returns to the north,
One more breath of life…