Filipojakubská noc na Štangarígelských skalách Lyrics

WALPURGIS NIGHT ON THE ŠTANGARÍGEL ROCKS

(Facing a sylvan altar made of andesite, cast out from earth's bowels in time immemorial, Žofia
Krištofíčka raises her hands, Crooked Katruša's apprentice in witchery. Vernal stars light their
torches above Štangarígel, it is the great Walpurgis Night – a time of fertility and joy. Elementals
arise from their hidden abodes and the earth pulsates with an untamable life – summer is ready to
regain the sceptre.)
Allow my heart into the nights of summerlands
You who command the crepuscular reich
O' aristocrat of the chasms, emperor over beasts,
I long for the secrets of your hypogean halls
All-penetrating eye in the green darkness
From the top of Sitno you gaze down,
in the form of an enormous bear
Illuminate the path of my sisters,
who by the hooting of owls wander
through crossroads, gallow hills and ruins
(A ray of green light bursts out from among the rocks.)
On this sacred night,
I abjure the foreign teaching,
which dulled our senses so much
Silver of the stars and fireflies,
be the guides on my path
Tho' a dungeon and hangman's tongs may be at its end,
or the red glare of Elohim's flames
Our mission persists through the shifting of times –
unmoved inside remote stone circles;
in shelter of the most miserable cabins
the spells of the past dwell
forgotten by the pigeon-hearted man,
who still turns his other cheek
to the kicking boot, that feeds him with mouldy bread
(A robust horned man appears, with green skin and green hair, crowned with leaves. Upon the
naked body of Krištofíčka he casts a sign of their new union, thereby accepting her into his faith.)