Mythopoeia - In A River-bed lyrics

Oldman and oldwoman, Moon and Sun Rainbow arms of falling stars and leaves Ancient dust is washed off from Queen Sunset over shadow of my eyes Dark indiansummer with many hue of black It's twilight It's twilight Dish of the defeating, how forunate chance, Depositing and muddy, far river-bed Of sighing details - eternaly transfering Belt of grain of reproachness is cutted Dirty poverty of celtic existence Frontiers of poison are signport of zodiac Slack by wandering on mountainridge For precious coral... Stitch of warrior is commited by wet shrub Noble is swamp of difficulties and shame Puls is impossible ant to limp by spear Eighteenth tabu is matter and nature Oldman and oldwoman, Moon and Sun Rainbow arms of falling stars and leaves Sunset over shadow of my eyes Dark indiansummer...itis twilight Serr siabhar ritu Oen dunam mathir Ord siabhar tromi