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Pesma oluje

from Ballades of the East by Martris

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Pesma oluje / Song of the Storm

Martris sings about another storm and its mesmerizing beauty; the thunders and cold rain in the middle of the night in the mountain; The mountain she remembers from her childhood where her grandfather used to live; Deep connection she feels with that place as she goes back into the memory of the beauty and the loneliness of that grand old mountain;

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Pesma oluje

Pevaj mi pesmu oluje

Pevaj mi zvuke vetra i kiše

Mirisa znane mi gore koja se budi

I mlade jele koja tek što niče



Daj mi da čujem buku te noći

Grom što kida šumu u stenu bije

Vetar sto s’ vucima plače pustoj samoći

Odnosi krike u tamu provalije



Kiša u ponor juri i lije

Niz kamen hrli žustro bez muke

Tugom se obvile stene iz tmine

Suze liju im teške uz drhtaj buke



Suze njene zastaju u noći

Litice neme sad čekaju zoru

Tišina prekriva vrhove silne

Dok blagost tog jutra budi tu staru mi goru



Gora nema, odraz bića večnog

Što tišinom vabi duše plam

Njen grom i kiše hladne za me pesma

Tom bukom srca zov mi opevan



Pevaj mi pesmu oluje

Pevaj mi zvuke vetra i kiše

Mirisa znane mi gore koja se budi

I mlade jele koja tek sto niče.


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Song of the storm



Sing to me the song of the storm

Sing to me the sounds of wind and rain

The scent of my mountain just awakening

And the young fir tree, just beginning to sprout



Let me hear the noise of that night

The thunder that breaks the forest and beats the rock

Wind howling with wolves within the empty solitude

Carrying the sounds into the darkness of the abyss



Rain rushes and pours into the abyss

Hurtling down the stone with no force

Rocks in the gloom are wrapped in sadness

Their heavy tears pouring noisily with the tumult



Her tears are slowing in the night

Numb cliffs, now waiting for the dawn

Silence envelops the vast peaks

While the gentleness of dawn awakens my old mountain



Voiceless mountain, a mirror of my eternal being

Her silence evoking the eternal soul’s flame

Her thunder and cold rains, a song to me

The call of my heart is voiced by her clamor



Sing to me the song of the storm

Sing to me the sounds of wind and rain

The scent of my mountain just awakening

And the young fir tree, just beginning to sprout

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from Ballades of the East, released October 28, 2019

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Martris Amsterdam, Netherlands

The inspiration of Martris vocal expression lie in ethnic music from the Balkans. With her heartfelt, tender, deeply penetrating and vibrant vocal sound, she seeks to express and share, as she likes to say, the deepest intangible layers of her heart and soul. She is “painting” vocally and melodically the intangible messages of her poetic images with her penetrating jet often melancholic voice. ... more

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