I - Poem to Hyateguash, Goddess of Beauty & Gardens
mistress of the cypress of a rose garden
reveal amidst these beeches and oaks
Mongolian musk and the ambergris of most distant waters
your face is the mountain hyacinth unfolding
your eyes of narcissus and melted mountain snow
topaz-ring around your arms
onyx-lace around your neck
sapphire rings in your ear
Hyateguash
sow your flowers in profusion
lady of blazing dominion
holder of the pure lance
storm and hurricane-adorned
crystal brilliance on earth
daughter of the heavens
a soft bud swelling
weeping thick tears
as you unearth from mountains
Hyateguash !
II - The Rape of Circassia
waning moonlight spreads over the homeland
harshness vanished, silence set
and sudden softness befell
upon the valleys and highlands of Zichia
the rivulets disperse across the pasture,
a transport of the blood from the battle-fields :
ambush behind the copse !
slice their heads
like a scythe cut its wheat
on the fields of paradise !
trust your guts - and steal theirs !
take the fight to this barbarian invader !
spread terror up and down this mountain !
under unity of the Circassian princedoms
we attack with the mountains as our hearts
spurred by the violence and nobility of revenge
and the deafening bleating of the war drums
III - A Genocide Complete
the houndwhelps sleep on the hursts of the Kuban
the women and children beside them do not -
they are murdered
the men are dead also - in villages, ditches, forest groves,
streets, in buildings and beneath horses
in fields, in lakes, in rivers...
one part here, one part there, a skull, a finger, a foot
a whole people erased in the blink of an eye !
to hell with the god-damned russian devils !
you will burn in hell forever for what you did !
and Hyateguash will laugh all along the way and make you eat her shit
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