steps, three. (Kaval i gayda, tesla, otves, vreteno, kuka i kanatitsa, dve stapki, tri.)
Time! The moment boils – it comes and goes, the spindle spins, “Here
you are, crow, a milk tooth, give me an iron one, brand new!” You return
from there to where I'm headed, and the children grow up, they become
parents, they make songs, build, knit and give birth. “Open the portal,
so that King passes!” You, Ruler of moments, Lord of here
open the portal now, let us cross the river of oblivion, and having
grasped the other’s hand, to get out, into the light together. Open our
hearing to hear that song which, they say, was able to return the dead.
Call us and we will deny the illusions, and we will come to you, we will
sit quietly at your feet to listen and hear how the next circle grows;
we will sit quietly at your feet to listen and hear who we are and why
we are; we will sit quietly at your feet to listen and hear the chants
and the foretellings, your steps, for as you pass through time, you
overcome it, you overcome death, and here – you are.