When live, additional members include: Gábor Végh (drums, percussion) and Gergely Cseh (bass).
They craft a distinct artistic signature, reflected not only in their music but also in the unique visual universe that illustrates their work.
Ágnes, a skilled singer and multi-instrumentalist, is also the talented lady responsible for the paintings which bring to The Moon and the Nightspirit’s music a fantasy-setting populated by creatures that trace back to traditional Hungarian legends and folklore. These memories of times forgotten also echo through the lyrics written by guitarist Mihály, which outline the spiritual mindset behind the project.
Such a combination has been greeted with growing enthusiasm since the release of their 2005 debut album on Equilibrium Music, “Of Dreams Forgotten and Fables Untold”, and the early shows that followed, which included an appearance on Hungarian National Television. Later, and in support of “Regõ Rejtem”, their second album, The Moon and the Nightspirit had the opportunity to tour throughout most of Europe. Playing in small fair markets and large festivals alike, including prestigious events such as Trolls et Legendes (Belgium), Wave-Gotik-Treffen (Germany) and Castle Party (Poland), the band shared the stage with names like Corvus Corax, Faun, Blackmore’s Night or Korpiklaani, and gradually conquered a prominent role in the Pagan Folk scene.
Returning with “Ösforrás”, their third album, the duo invite the listener to the star-woven realm of the wise elders, the ones who knew the secrets of nature and walked the path of light eternal, and embody on their new material a more tribal and exotic approach, in intense rituals dedicated to the old and eternal tradition.
This collection of songs, which feed from the Ösforrás - the “Source Pristine”, the primordial womb, from which all has sprung, a sacred place where all is one - comes together as an offering to the slumbering gods of the old forests, streams and stones.
Weaving a web where threads of ancient mysticism combine with dreamy atmospheres, where World Music acquires a bewitching Pagan aura, The Moon and the Nightspirit live up to their potential as one of the most exciting and refreshing acts in the genre.
“Ösforrás” is released by Equilibrium Music, in two formats: Digipak CD with booklet, and collector’s edition hard-cover 19,5cm x 14cm Digibook (limited to 1000 copies), with full-colour booklet including large reproductions of several paintings created for this purpose. The collector’s edition also includes one exclusive bonus track featuring guest appearances by Catarina Raposo (Dwelling), Saskia Dommisse (Poets to their Beloved) and Alessandra Santovito (Hexperos).
Official site: http://www.themoonandthenightspirit.com
Örökké
The Moon and the Nightspirit Lyrics
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Let blissful dream embrace me,
Let the rain wash out my blood,
Let the depth of fallen, russet leaves entomb me.
Spread my ashes Brother Wind,
Carry my remains Sister Stream,
Let me be the seed of a new beginning,
Weep no more my beloved,
I stay here in this world,
I reborn as a child of the fathomless firmanent,
A star that rises at evening, bright, toward Heavens.
The Moon and the Nightspirit's song Örökké is a beautiful ode to the cycle of life and death in nature. The lyrics express a desire to merge with the earth and be born anew as a part of the natural world. The singer asks to be covered with the "mantle of Earth," indicating a desire to be enveloped by the natural world. They seek to be embraced by a "blissful dream," perhaps referring to a peaceful death or a spiritual awakening. The rain is called upon to wash out the singer's blood, signaling a release from physical concerns. The "depth of fallen, russet leaves" is invoked as an entombment, suggesting a return to the earth in death.
The second verse speaks to the singer's desire to become a part of the natural world in a lasting way. They ask to be spread as ashes by Brother Wind and carried away by Sister Stream, indicating a desire to become a part of the landscape. The singer's wish is to become the seed of a new beginning and the cradle of the new-born, suggesting that their presence will bring forth new life in the natural world. The final stanza offers closure, indicating that the singer will be reborn as a shining star, rising bright towards the heavens.
Line by Line Meaning
Cover me with the mantle of Earth, my fair one,
Surround me with the protective embrace of nature, my love,
Let blissful dream embrace me,
Allow me to be enveloped in peaceful, joyful slumber,
Let the rain wash out my blood,
May the cleansing rain purify me of all earthly troubles and pain,
Let the depth of fallen, russet leaves entomb me.
Let the still, tranquil embrace of autumn leaves hold me in their quiet embrace,
Spread my ashes Brother Wind,
Carry the remnants of my being, O Wind,
Carry my remains Sister Stream,
Gently carry my essence, Sister Stream,
Let me be the seed of a new beginning,
May my passing be the catalyst for a new start,
The cradle of the new-born.
Nurturing the growth of that which is to come,
Weep no more my beloved,
Do not mourn me, my dearest,
I stay here in this world,
For I remain in this realm,
I reborn as a child of the fathomless firmanent,
I am reborn as a creature of the vast and endless heavens,
A star that rises at evening, bright, toward Heavens.
A celestial body that ascends to the heavens each night, radiant and full of grace.
Contributed by Gavin O. Suggest a correction in the comments below.
Gaia94
ich liebe es :) <3
ronaszelo
Gyönyörű és magával ragadó!
Wanderer Soul
Egyszerűen varázslatos 🎶
Marcos Aurélio
a Ju gostava dessa música, infelizmente eu não a vejo mais. Se vc ver isso algum dia Ju, quero conversar com vc novamente.
Prophecy Productions
gracias
Eu sou o número 23
lyrics?
nozulani
Cover me with the mantle of Earth, my fair one,
Let blissful dream embrace me,
Let the rain wash out my blood,
Let the depth of fallen, russet leaves entomb me.
Spread my ashes Brother Wind,
Carry my remains Sister Stream,
Let me be the seed of a new beginning,
The cradle of the new-born.
Weep no more my beloved,
I stay here in this world,
I reborn as a child of the fathomless firmanent,
A star that rises at evening, bright, toward Heavens.
Eu sou o número 23
oh c'mom dude, i wasn't talking about dat part '-' srsrsr
bmsp
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