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In a  silent night I whisper

Her slow black mysterious shade appears

On the blue cloudy hill of thousand corpses

Smiling softly to my painful old carcass.

Many years ago in terrible ages

She was the dear godess of the strongest

Now I see her vaporous charming figure

Ruling beautiful on our torments.

Derketa bring us rest, Derketa bring us dreams!

In this winter night I feel

My deepest melancholic sorrow in my hands

A gift of her to open her domain

And brings my soul for her darkened blossom

Oh! peaceful Derketa! My dreamed love!

Oh! peaceful Derketa! Our mother at born!