Vintersorg — Kosmosaik song lyrics and translation
The page contains the lyrics and English translation of the song "Kosmosaik" by Vintersorg.
Lyrics
Ur medvetandets reflexer
Skapas magnifika salar och modesta rum
Det lilla krymper, det stora växer,
Växer utanför universum
Där arstiders utspridda glitterstänk
Förenas i varje stjärna
Ty vinterköld och sommarblänk
Delar samma kärna
Forma handen till en kikare
Riktade den mot mörka väven
Som tjänar som fantasins berikare
Och din själ lyfts till mangloben, även
Om ditt sinne är tyngre än jordens själv
Och av fa nyanser rik
Sa dras den till Vintergatans silvriga älv,
Mot höjdernas kosmosaik
En motpol till själva tidens rynkor
Virvlar pa himlens svarta hav
Och beglänser hällar some ej räds sina skrynklor,
Bebodda av vide, mossa och lav
Ljusvagors böljande karisma
Sätter alla skyar I brand
Som träffar ögats prisma
Och för mig till förlovade land
Forma handen till en kikare
Riktade den mot mörka väven
Som tjänar som fantasins berikare
Och din själ lyfts till mangloben, även
«Om ditt sinne är tyngre än jordens själv»
COSMOSAIC
From the reflexes of the mind
Magnificent halls and modest rooms are created
The small things shrink, the large things grow
Grow outside the Universe
Where seasons' scattered sprinkles of glitter
Are united in every star
For the cold of winter and the splendour of summer
Share the same core
Form the hand to a telescope
Aim it towards the dark web
Which serves as the enricher of imagination
And your soul is lifted towards the globe of the moon, also
If your mind is heavier than Earth itself
And rich from few nuances
It is drawn to the silvery river of the Milky Way,
Towards the cosmosaic of the heights
An opposite to the wrinkles of time itself
Whirls on the black ocean of the sky
And shines on rocks which are not daunted by their creases,
Inhabited by willow, moss and lichen
The billowing charisma of light waves
Lits all skies ablaze
Which hits the eye’s prism
And takes me to promised lands
Form the hand to a telescope
Aim it towards the dark web
Which serves as the enricher of imagination
And your soul is lifted towards the globe of the moon, also
«If your mind is heavier than Earth itself»
Lyrics translation
From the reflexes of consciousness
Created magnificent halls and modest rooms
The small shrinks, the large grows,
Growing outside the universe
Where arstiders scattered glitter splashes
United in each star
For winter cold and summer glare
Sharing the same core
Shape your hand into a binocular
Directed it towards the dark weave
Who serves as an Enricher of imagination
And your soul is lifted to the manglob, even
If your mind is heavier than the Earth itself
And of fa shades rich
So it is drawn to the silvery river of the Milky Way,
Against the height of the kosmosaic
A counterpoint to the wrinkles of the time itself
Swirls on the Black Sea Of Heaven
And there is no fear of the heaps of the heaps,
Inhabited by Willow, Moss and lichen
The undulating charisma of light wagons
Setting all skies on fire
Hitting the prism of the eye
And take me to Promised land
Shape your hand into a binocular
Directed it towards the dark weave
Who serves as an Enricher of imagination
And your soul is lifted to the manglob, even
"If your mind is heavier than the Earth itself»
COSMOSAIC
From the reflexes of the mind
Magnificent halls and modest rooms are created
The small things shrink, the large things grow
Grow outside the Universe
Where seasons scattered sprinkles of glitter
Are united in every star
For the cold of winter and the splendour of summer
Share the same core
Form the hand to a telescope
Aim it towards the dark web
Which serves as the enricher of imagination
And your soul is lifted towards the globe of the moon, also
If your mind is heavier than Earth itself
And rich from few nuances
It is drawn to the silvery river of the Milky Way,
Towards the cosmosaic of the heights
An opposite to the wrinkles of time itself
Whirls on the black ocean of the sky
And shines on rocks which are not daunted by their creases,
Inhabited by willow, moss and lichen
The billowing charisma of light waves
Lits all skies ablaze
Which hits the eye's prism
And takes me to promised lands
Form the hand to a telescope
Aim it towards the dark web
Which serves as the enricher of imagination
And your soul is lifted towards the globe of the moon, also
«If your mind is heavier than Earth itself»