Qo'shiq so'zlari Ophidian Forest - The Tanfana Stone
Shadows drawn towards the trees
And humming in the winter's night
Colossal stone at new moon stands
Where worshippers bow at its sight
Silent moans and saddened hearts
Of folk in famine, at wit's end
Calling to gods and ancestors
Linked with the barren land
The earth goddess must grant her favour
Pray we're not mercy deprived
We offer scarce possessions
Since our fortune deeply dived
The demon-haunted children
Nightly cries feed fear alone
As hunger whirling down the snow
So chilling to the bone
We call upon Tanfana
Sacrificial liquid flows
On the altar stone of Tan's hill
Sanctioned by the sound of crows
Our tributes are subject to change
The trees are channelling our pleas
And from an edge of gold we know
It's Tanfana who sees
Endure the suffering, give more
As blood evaporates in air
Inebriation, dedication
Tanfana who's there
Daraxtlar tomon soyalar
Qish oqshomida shovqin-suron ko'tariladi
Yangi oy timsolida ulkan tosh
Ibodat qiluvchilar bu erda ko'rishadi
Ovozsiz nolalar va g'amgin qalblar
Odamlar ocharchilikda, oxirida
Xudolarga va ota-bobolarimizga murojaat qilish
Tuproqsiz erlar bilan bog'langan
Er ma'buda unga iltifot ko'rsatishi kerak
Biz rahm-shafqatdan mahrum emasligimizni ibodat qiling
Biz tanqis mulklarni taklif etamiz
Bizning boyligimiz chuqur botganidan beri
Jin urgan bolalar
Kechasi qichqiriq faqat qo'rquvni boqadi
Qor ochganda, ochlik
Shunday qilib, suyakka ta'sir qilish
Tanfana-ga murojaat qilamiz
Quruq suyuqlik oqimi
Tan tepaligidagi qurbongoh toshida
Qarg'alar sadosi bilan sanktsiyalangan
Bizning o'ljalarimiz o'zgarishi mumkin
Daraxtlar bizning iltifotlarimizni tarqatmoqda
Va oltinning chetidan biz bilamiz
Bu Tanfanani ko'radi
Azoblarga dosh bering, ko'proq bering
Qon havoda bug'lanib ketganda
Mag'rurlik, bag'ishlanish
U erda bo'lgan Tanfana