The East – Iswara/Uma

I come to your ear one day and like a river flow my mouth become yours. And my anger become the world. I’m dancing in this burning forest where my tears dry in deserted lands. No more trees left in this land. Deserted heart is what all I got.

How could I give you drink, when all poison destroy all my water. How could I give you food, when all the earth is barren. How could I give birth to life, when everything in my body had already being sucked empty. How did all my children had been gone, ruined, meet all their tragic fate of their own.

Listen, from my steps, my dancing steps. When my anger become the world. Listen, when this anger become the seas that rises above and the ground crack uncontrollably. I puff my breath like the mountains and my cough become a bloody hot lava. Have you forgotten me, have you forgotten me, my dearest?

I would make everything crystal clear when all this anger finish the world. And like an unborn child I would rock you in my stomach while I do my first dance when everything vanish. In your first lullaby I would be born again.

So dance with me, dance with me until the world is gone.