Songs Set to Poems by Sergey Veretennikov

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Veretennikov's song lyrics “While the Window Is Lit”

[Intro]
Night has descended upon the city...
As though the Goddess lowered her veil...
Over the people's unnoticed sorrows...


[Verse 1]
When a weary, quiet rain falls on the rooftops,
And the light trembles in the window, as if someone is waiting,
Names emerge from the depths of the soul,
And old places,
and someone’s voices...

They ask for no words,
demand nothing back,
But breathe in the silence,
like an evening garden.
And suddenly you realize
in the shimmer of the glass,
That part of your love
has gone nowhere...

[Chorus]
While the window is lit,
not everything is forgotten yet,
There is still warmth alive
beneath the thin fabric of everyday life...
While the window is lit,
and the rain falls wearily,
Everything the heart once knew
has not vanished...
has not vanished...

[Verse 2]
In an open old book
a dry branch lies asleep,
And the scent of years gone by
slips through the room.
As if someone's gaze
has found you again...
Just as many years ago...
Just as many years ago...


[Verse 3]
Sometimes we grow sad,
without knowing at times
how evening protects
us with a gentle hand.

And even if the path
leads into darkness,
we do not lose our essence
or our beauty...

[Chorus]
While the window is lit,
not everything is forgotten yet,
There is still warmth alive
beneath the thin fabric of everyday life...
While the window is lit,
and the rain falls wearily,
Everything the heart once knew
has not vanished...
has not vanished...

[Bridge]
Not everything that has gone dies,
Not everything that is silent is silence...
Sometimes, throughout our whole lives, we are warmed
by just one smile...
one...

And in the mystery of this evening,
And in the light of the sleeping day
Lives this quiet faithfulness
to everything
that once
touched
you...

[Final Chorus]
While the window is lit,
not everything is forgotten yet,
There is still warmth alive
beneath the thin fabric of everyday life...
While the window is lit,
and night drifts wearily,
Everything the heart once knew
has not vanished...

While the window is lit,
the world has not grown cold to its core,
And someone's kindness
still lives, shimmering...
While the window is lit,
the soul is as fresh as before...
When love was shining—
When the soul
was glowing...

[Outro]
While the window is lit...

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<div class="bbWrapper"><b>Veretennikov's song lyrics “While the Window Is Lit”</b><br /> <br /> [Intro]<br /> Night has descended upon the city...<br /> As though the Goddess lowered her veil...<br /> Over the people's unnoticed sorrows...<br /> <br /> <br /> [Verse 1]<br /> When a weary, quiet rain falls on the rooftops,<br /> And the light trembles in the window, as if someone is waiting,<br /> Names emerge from the depths of the soul,<br /> And old places,<br /> and someone’s voices...<br /> <br /> They ask for no words,<br /> demand nothing back,<br /> But breathe in the silence,<br /> like an evening garden.<br /> And suddenly you realize<br /> in the shimmer of the glass,<br /> That part of your love<br /> has gone nowhere...<br /> <br /> [Chorus]<br /> While the window is lit,<br /> not everything is forgotten yet,<br /> There is still warmth alive<br /> beneath the thin fabric of everyday life...<br /> While the window is lit,<br /> and the rain falls wearily,<br /> Everything the heart once knew<br /> has not vanished...<br /> has not vanished...<br /> <br /> [Verse 2]<br /> In an open old book<br /> a dry branch lies asleep,<br /> And the scent of years gone by<br /> slips through the room.<br /> As if someone's gaze<br /> has found you again...<br /> Just as many years ago...<br /> Just as many years ago...<br /> <br /> <br /> [Verse 3]<br /> Sometimes we grow sad,<br /> without knowing at times<br /> how evening protects<br /> us with a gentle hand.<br /> <br /> And even if the path<br /> leads into darkness,<br /> we do not lose our essence<br /> or our beauty...<br /> <br /> [Chorus]<br /> While the window is lit,<br /> not everything is forgotten yet,<br /> There is still warmth alive<br /> beneath the thin fabric of everyday life...<br /> While the window is lit,<br /> and the rain falls wearily,<br /> Everything the heart once knew<br /> has not vanished...<br /> has not vanished...<br /> <br /> [Bridge]<br /> Not everything that has gone dies,<br /> Not everything that is silent is silence...<br /> Sometimes, throughout our whole lives, we are warmed<br /> by just one smile...<br /> one...<br /> <br /> And in the mystery of this evening,<br /> And in the light of the sleeping day<br /> Lives this quiet faithfulness<br /> to everything<br /> that once<br /> touched<br /> you...<br /> <br /> [Final Chorus]<br /> While the window is lit,<br /> not everything is forgotten yet,<br /> There is still warmth alive<br /> beneath the thin fabric of everyday life...<br /> While the window is lit,<br /> and night drifts wearily,<br /> Everything the heart once knew<br /> has not vanished...<br /> <br /> While the window is lit,<br /> the world has not grown cold to its core,<br /> And someone's kindness<br /> still lives, shimmering...<br /> While the window is lit,<br /> the soul is as fresh as before...<br /> When love was shining—<br /> When the soul<br /> was glowing...<br /> <br /> [Outro]<br /> While the window is lit...</div>

 

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Thank you, OM Shanti!
Such a beautiful song!
What a great joy—to simply hear your work like this!
And to listen and listen… feeling that, right now, “something in this Cosmos” is happening.
“As if Someone Eternal is touching my hand…,” or my soul…
“As if I am not only here, but somewhere else as well… and everywhere…”
I am grateful to you!

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<div class="bbWrapper">Thank you, OM Shanti!<br /> Such a beautiful song! <img class="smilie smilie--emoji" alt="❤" title="Red heart :heart:" src="https://cdn.jsdelivr.net/gh/joypixels/emoji-assets@5.0/png/64/2764.png" data-shortname=":heart:" /><br /> What a great joy—to simply hear your work like this!<br /> And to listen and listen… feeling that, right now, “something in this Cosmos” is happening.<br /> “As if Someone Eternal is touching my hand…,” or my soul…<br /> “As if I am not only here, but somewhere else as well… and everywhere…”<br /> I am grateful to you!</div>

 

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To say or write that it is something, or something else, says nothing. But if you live through it, feeling and perceiving the vibrations of this music, the sensations become, in their deep perception, a masterpiece—a perception of genuine vibrations desired and sought by many. Listening to this song, I feel like that undimmed Star, for which I am immensely grateful.

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<div class="bbWrapper">To say or write that it is something, or something else, says nothing. But if you live through it, feeling and perceiving the vibrations of this music, the sensations become, in their deep perception, a masterpiece—a perception of genuine vibrations desired and sought by many. Listening to this song, I feel like that undimmed Star, for which I am immensely grateful. <img class="smilie smilie--emoji" alt="🙏" title="Folded hands :pray:" src="https://cdn.jsdelivr.net/gh/joypixels/emoji-assets@5.0/png/64/1f64f.png" data-shortname=":pray:" /></div>

 

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I listened to it this morning, and it set the tone for the whole day. So heartfelt… it brought me to tears. Thank you, OM Shanti, for such wonderful and beautiful songs

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Song: Heavenly Temple


[Intro]
Amen... luminare...
Sanctus anima...
Om... Om...

Amen...

[Verse 1]
Stand at the ancient threshold,
Where earthly pain falls silent.
There the road calls to you,
There the living Spirit shines.

Above the earth, a flame rises,
In the sky, a temple opens.
And an invisible banner
Rises toward the gods.

Amen, dorime,
Lux anima, sancte.
Amen, lumine,
Via eterna, domine.

[Chorus]
Heavenly light, living light,
Lift me up with you.
Through the night, through the ages,
Let my soul sing.

Heavenly light, holy light,
I follow beauty.
Light in my heart, dawn in my eyes,
Eternity looks upon me.

[Post-Chorus]
[Choir, rhythmic chant]
Amen! Amen!
Luma, luma, anima!
Amen! Amen!
Terra, caelum, gloria!

[Verse 2]
[Female Vocal, mystical]
Where the stars have grown nearer,
Where time is only a dream,
I hear the breath of God,
Resounding from every side.

And beneath the vaults of consciousness,
A heavenly sign shines upon me.
It is a secret message:
Night and darkness are departing.

Eterna via,
Sancta maria.
Lumen deorum,
Gloria deorum.

[Chorus]
Heavenly light, living light,
Lift me up with you.
Through the night, through the ages,
Let my soul sing.

Heavenly light, holy light,
I follow beauty.
Light in my heart, dawn in my eyes,
Eternity looks upon me.

[Bridge]
Open the gates...
Lift your gaze...
You are not a slave.
You are a child of the Gods!

[Verse 2]
[Female, tender, hypnotic]
Radiance glides across the water,
Stars fall into my palm.
In every breath—the universe,
In every exhale—fire.

And above the abyss of silence,
A white bird flies.
It is a message from eternity—
Your spirit burns with flame.

You were light
before the first dawn.
You were love
before the first word.
Remember...

Amen...

Amen, sanctus,
Luminare, spiritus.
Amen, caelum,
Gloria, gloria!

[Final Chorus]
Heavenly light, living light,
Lift me up with you.
Through the night, through the ages,
Let my soul sing.

Heavenly light, holy light,
I follow beauty.
Light in my heart, dawn in my eyes,
Eternity looks upon me.

[Outro]
Amen... dorime...
Lux anima... sancte...
Amen... lumine...
Gloria...

Author—Sergey Veretennikov.

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<div class="bbWrapper"><b><span style="font-size: 26px">Song: Heavenly Temple</span></b><br /> <br /> <br /> [Intro]<br /> Amen... luminare...<br /> Sanctus anima...<br /> Om... Om...<br /> <br /> Amen...<br /> <br /> [Verse 1]<br /> Stand at the ancient threshold,<br /> Where earthly pain falls silent.<br /> There the road calls to you,<br /> There the living Spirit shines.<br /> <br /> Above the earth, a flame rises,<br /> In the sky, a temple opens.<br /> And an invisible banner<br /> Rises toward the gods.<br /> <br /> Amen, dorime,<br /> Lux anima, sancte.<br /> Amen, lumine,<br /> Via eterna, domine.<br /> <br /> [Chorus]<br /> Heavenly light, living light,<br /> Lift me up with you.<br /> Through the night, through the ages,<br /> Let my soul sing.<br /> <br /> Heavenly light, holy light,<br /> I follow beauty.<br /> Light in my heart, dawn in my eyes,<br /> Eternity looks upon me.<br /> <br /> [Post-Chorus]<br /> [Choir, rhythmic chant]<br /> Amen! Amen!<br /> Luma, luma, anima!<br /> Amen! Amen!<br /> Terra, caelum, gloria!<br /> <br /> [Verse 2]<br /> [Female Vocal, mystical]<br /> Where the stars have grown nearer,<br /> Where time is only a dream,<br /> I hear the breath of God,<br /> Resounding from every side.<br /> <br /> And beneath the vaults of consciousness,<br /> A heavenly sign shines upon me.<br /> It is a secret message:<br /> Night and darkness are departing.<br /> <br /> Eterna via,<br /> Sancta maria.<br /> Lumen deorum,<br /> Gloria deorum.<br /> <br /> [Chorus]<br /> Heavenly light, living light,<br /> Lift me up with you.<br /> Through the night, through the ages,<br /> Let my soul sing.<br /> <br /> Heavenly light, holy light,<br /> I follow beauty.<br /> Light in my heart, dawn in my eyes,<br /> Eternity looks upon me.<br /> <br /> [Bridge]<br /> Open the gates...<br /> Lift your gaze...<br /> You are not a slave.<br /> You are a child of the Gods!<br /> <br /> [Verse 2]<br /> [Female, tender, hypnotic]<br /> Radiance glides across the water,<br /> Stars fall into my palm.<br /> In every breath—the universe,<br /> In every exhale—fire.<br /> <br /> And above the abyss of silence,<br /> A white bird flies.<br /> It is a message from eternity—<br /> Your spirit burns with flame.<br /> <br /> You were light<br /> before the first dawn.<br /> You were love<br /> before the first word.<br /> Remember...<br /> <br /> Amen...<br /> <br /> Amen, sanctus,<br /> Luminare, spiritus.<br /> Amen, caelum,<br /> Gloria, gloria!<br /> <br /> [Final Chorus]<br /> Heavenly light, living light,<br /> Lift me up with you.<br /> Through the night, through the ages,<br /> Let my soul sing.<br /> <br /> Heavenly light, holy light,<br /> I follow beauty.<br /> Light in my heart, dawn in my eyes,<br /> Eternity looks upon me.<br /> <br /> [Outro]<br /> Amen... dorime...<br /> Lux anima... sancte...<br /> Amen... lumine...<br /> Gloria...<br /> <br /> Author—Sergey Veretennikov.</div>

 

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This song—I would call it the Hymn of all Temples! This song inspires one toward the Light and gives the courage to move forward, overcoming all obstacles on the earthly path. The song truly healed me of my body's state of melancholy and gave me a boost to conquer new heights. Thank you, OM Shanti, for such a powerful song!

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When I listen to songs, I feel them through my own sensations. Almost always, my body switches on and responds; most likely, it is the energetic body that is reacting. I experienced this song, "Heavenly Temple," as Strength and Power, as a kind of Call to my very Self, to the Source, to union with all that I am.
Huge gratitude

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<div class="bbWrapper">When I listen to songs, I feel them through my own sensations. Almost always, my body switches on and responds; most likely, it is the energetic body that is reacting. I experienced this song, "Heavenly Temple," as Strength and Power, as a kind of Call to my very Self, to the Source, to union with all that I am. <br /> Huge gratitude <img class="smilie smilie--emoji" alt="🙏" title="Folded hands :pray:" src="https://cdn.jsdelivr.net/gh/joypixels/emoji-assets@5.0/png/64/1f64f.png" data-shortname=":pray:" /></div>

 

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That is exactly how it is! Every song is a Masterpiece—a Healing Balm for the Spirit, Soul, and Body!
I glorify the inimitable Talent... for unconditional Love..., for the unfading Light of the Soul..., which once again and again brings its Beautiful Creations of magical, eternal Beauty into the world. This is His purpose—to be a shining Beacon of the Earth! I thank Him, the World, and God for the wondrous play of Light, in which there is so much Good... that I am able to feel Him!

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<div class="bbWrapper"><img class="smilie smilie--emoji" alt="🙏" title="Folded hands :pray:" src="https://cdn.jsdelivr.net/gh/joypixels/emoji-assets@5.0/png/64/1f64f.png" data-shortname=":pray:" /> <img class="smilie smilie--emoji" alt="✨" title="Sparkles :sparkles:" src="https://cdn.jsdelivr.net/gh/joypixels/emoji-assets@5.0/png/64/2728.png" data-shortname=":sparkles:" /><img class="smilie smilie--emoji" alt="☀" title="Sun :sunny:" src="https://cdn.jsdelivr.net/gh/joypixels/emoji-assets@5.0/png/64/2600.png" data-shortname=":sunny:" />That is exactly how it is! Every song is a Masterpiece—a Healing Balm for the Spirit, Soul, and Body!<br /> I glorify the inimitable Talent... for unconditional Love..., for the unfading Light of the Soul..., which once again and again brings its Beautiful Creations of magical, eternal Beauty into the world. This is His purpose—to be a shining Beacon of the Earth! I thank Him, the World, and God for the wondrous play of Light, in which there is so much Good... that I am able to feel Him! <img class="smilie smilie--emoji" alt="🙏" title="Folded hands :pray:" src="https://cdn.jsdelivr.net/gh/joypixels/emoji-assets@5.0/png/64/1f64f.png" data-shortname=":pray:" /><img class="smilie smilie--emoji" alt="🙏" title="Folded hands :pray:" src="https://cdn.jsdelivr.net/gh/joypixels/emoji-assets@5.0/png/64/1f64f.png" data-shortname=":pray:" /><img class="smilie smilie--emoji" alt="🙏" title="Folded hands :pray:" src="https://cdn.jsdelivr.net/gh/joypixels/emoji-assets@5.0/png/64/1f64f.png" data-shortname=":pray:" /><img class="smilie smilie--emoji" alt="🙏" title="Folded hands :pray:" src="https://cdn.jsdelivr.net/gh/joypixels/emoji-assets@5.0/png/64/1f64f.png" data-shortname=":pray:" /><img class="smilie smilie--emoji" alt="🙏" title="Folded hands :pray:" src="https://cdn.jsdelivr.net/gh/joypixels/emoji-assets@5.0/png/64/1f64f.png" data-shortname=":pray:" /></div>

 

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Veretennikov's song lyrics "My Secret Name"​

In the silence...
I hear your name...


In the darkness...
I see the flame...


Come closer...
Come deeper...


Lux...
Anima...
Sanctum...


Night opens slowly...
Like a secret door.


The stars are breathing...
On the ancient floor.


I walk in silence...
Through the temple of time.


A hidden river...
Begins to shine.


Inside your heart...
Inside your soul...


Something remembers...
What the mind never knows.


Something eternal...
Is calling me home.


Step by step...
Breath by breath...


Through the veil...
Beyond death...


Remember...
Remember...


I was the silence...
Before the sound.


I was the temple...
Before it was found.


I am calling the light within,
Where the silent worlds begin.
Through the fire, through the sky,
I remember who I am.


I remember...
Who I am...


Lux anima...
Sanctum lumen...


I am calling the love unseen,
Like a river beneath the dream.
In the dark, in the flame,
I return to my secret name.


My secret name...
Is not a word...


It is a flame...
That cannot be heard...


A flame...
A flame...


Voices are rising...
From forgotten prayers.


Incense is moving...
Through invisible stairs.


Every shadow...
Becomes a sign.


Every breath...
Opens time.


No fear...
No walls...


Only circles...
Of living gold.


Only silence...
Deep and old.


In the center...
Of the endless hush...


A thousand suns...
Begin to touch.


I enter the fire...
But I do not burn.


I enter the night...
And the stars return.


I enter the silence...
And hear the call.


I enter the nothing...
And become all.


Become all...
Become all...


I am calling the light within,
Where the silent worlds begin.
Through the fire, through the sky,
I remember who I am.


I remember...
I return...


I am calling the love unseen,
Like a river beneath the dream.
In the dark, in the flame,
I return to my secret name.


Listen...


Not with your ears...
But with the soul.


There is a door...
Behind the breath.


There is a light...
Behind the night.


There is a name...
Behind your name.


Behind your name...
Behind your name...


Lux aeterna...
Sanctum anima...
In lumine...
Domine...


I was never lost...
Only sleeping...


I was never broken...
Only dreaming...


I was never alone...
Only listening...


To the voice...
Within the silence...


Aah...
Ooh...
Aah...


I am calling the light within,
Where the silent worlds begin.
Through the fire, through the sky,
I remember who I am.


Who I am...
Who I am...


Lux anima...
Sanctum lumen...
Aeterna via...


I am calling the love unseen,
Like a river beneath the dream.
In the dark, in the flame,
I return to my secret name.


In the silence...
I remember...


In the silence...
I return...


Return...
Return...


Om...
Lux...
Anima...


Translation of Veretennikov's song "My Secret Name"

In the silence...
I hear your name...

In the darkness...
I see the flame...

Come closer...
Go deeper...

Lux...
Anima...
Sanctum...

The night opens slowly...
Like a secret door.

The stars are breathing...
On the ancient floor of the Temple.

I walk in silence...
Through the temple of time.

A hidden river...
Begins to shine.

Inside your heart...
Inside your soul...

Something remembers...
What the mind can never know.

Something eternal...
Is calling me home.

Step by step...
Breath by breath...

Through the veil...
Beyond death...

Remember...
Remember...

I was the silence...
Before the sound.

I was the temple...
Before it was found.

I call forth the light within,
Where the silent worlds begin.
Through the fire, through the sky,
I remember who I am.

I remember...
Who I am...
Lux anima...
Sanctum lumen...

I call forth the unseen love,
Like a river beneath a dream.
In the darkness, in the flame,
I return to my secret name.

My secret name...
Is not a word...

It is a flame...
That cannot be heard...

A flame...
A flame...

Voices are rising...
From forgotten prayers.

Incense is moving...
Through invisible stairs.

Every shadow...
Becomes a sign.

Every breath...
Opens time.

No fear...
No walls...

Only circles...
Of living gold.

Only silence...
Deep and ancient.

At the center…
Of endless silence…
A thousand suns…
Begin to touch.

I enter the fire…
But I do not burn.

I enter the night…
And the stars return.

I enter the silence…
And hear the call.

I enter nothingness…
And become everything.

I become everything…
I become everything…

I call forth the light within,
Where the silent worlds begin.
Through the fire, through the sky,
I remember who I am.

I remember…
I return…

I call forth the unseen love,
Like a river beneath a dream.
In the darkness, in the flame,
I return to my secret name.

Listen…

Not with your ears…
But with your soul.

There is a door…
Behind the breath.

There is a light…
Behind the night.

There is a name…
Behind your name.

Behind your name...
Behind your name...

Lux aeterna...
Sanctum anima...
In lumine...
Domine...


I was never lost...
I only slept...


I was never lost...
I only dreamed...


I was never alone...
I only listened...


To the voice...
Within the silence...



Aah...
Ooh...
Aah...

I call forth the light within,
Where the silent worlds begin.
Through the fire, through the sky,
I remember who I am.

Who I am...
Who I am...

Lux anima...
Sanctum lumen...
Aeterna via...

I call forth the unseen love,
Like a river beneath a dream.
In the darkness, in the flame,
I return to my secret name.

In the silence...
I remember...

In the silence...
I return...

I return...
I return...

Om...
Lux...
Anima...

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<div class="bbWrapper"><div style="text-align: center"><span style="font-size: 22px">Veretennikov's song lyrics "My Secret Name"</span>​</div><br /> <br /> In the silence...<br /> I hear your name...<br /> <br /> <br /> In the darkness...<br /> I see the flame...<br /> <br /> <br /> Come closer...<br /> Come deeper...<br /> <br /> <br /> Lux...<br /> Anima...<br /> Sanctum...<br /> <br /> <br /> Night opens slowly...<br /> Like a secret door.<br /> <br /> <br /> The stars are breathing...<br /> On the ancient floor.<br /> <br /> <br /> I walk in silence...<br /> Through the temple of time.<br /> <br /> <br /> A hidden river...<br /> Begins to shine.<br /> <br /> <br /> Inside your heart...<br /> Inside your soul...<br /> <br /> <br /> Something remembers...<br /> What the mind never knows.<br /> <br /> <br /> Something eternal...<br /> Is calling me home.<br /> <br /> <br /> Step by step...<br /> Breath by breath...<br /> <br /> <br /> Through the veil...<br /> Beyond death...<br /> <br /> <br /> Remember...<br /> Remember...<br /> <br /> <br /> I was the silence...<br /> Before the sound.<br /> <br /> <br /> I was the temple...<br /> Before it was found.<br /> <br /> <br /> I am calling the light within,<br /> Where the silent worlds begin.<br /> Through the fire, through the sky,<br /> I remember who I am.<br /> <br /> <br /> I remember...<br /> Who I am...<br /> <br /> <br /> Lux anima...<br /> Sanctum lumen...<br /> <br /> <br /> I am calling the love unseen,<br /> Like a river beneath the dream.<br /> In the dark, in the flame,<br /> I return to my secret name.<br /> <br /> <br /> My secret name...<br /> Is not a word...<br /> <br /> <br /> It is a flame...<br /> That cannot be heard...<br /> <br /> <br /> A flame...<br /> A flame...<br /> <br /> <br /> Voices are rising...<br /> From forgotten prayers.<br /> <br /> <br /> Incense is moving...<br /> Through invisible stairs.<br /> <br /> <br /> Every shadow...<br /> Becomes a sign.<br /> <br /> <br /> Every breath...<br /> Opens time.<br /> <br /> <br /> No fear...<br /> No walls...<br /> <br /> <br /> Only circles...<br /> Of living gold.<br /> <br /> <br /> Only silence...<br /> Deep and old.<br /> <br /> <br /> In the center...<br /> Of the endless hush...<br /> <br /> <br /> A thousand suns...<br /> Begin to touch.<br /> <br /> <br /> I enter the fire...<br /> But I do not burn.<br /> <br /> <br /> I enter the night...<br /> And the stars return.<br /> <br /> <br /> I enter the silence...<br /> And hear the call.<br /> <br /> <br /> I enter the nothing...<br /> And become all.<br /> <br /> <br /> Become all...<br /> Become all...<br /> <br /> <br /> I am calling the light within,<br /> Where the silent worlds begin.<br /> Through the fire, through the sky,<br /> I remember who I am.<br /> <br /> <br /> I remember...<br /> I return...<br /> <br /> <br /> I am calling the love unseen,<br /> Like a river beneath the dream.<br /> In the dark, in the flame,<br /> I return to my secret name.<br /> <br /> <br /> Listen...<br /> <br /> <br /> Not with your ears...<br /> But with the soul.<br /> <br /> <br /> There is a door...<br /> Behind the breath.<br /> <br /> <br /> There is a light...<br /> Behind the night.<br /> <br /> <br /> There is a name...<br /> Behind your name.<br /> <br /> <br /> Behind your name...<br /> Behind your name...<br /> <br /> <br /> Lux aeterna...<br /> Sanctum anima...<br /> In lumine...<br /> Domine...<br /> <br /> <br /> I was never lost...<br /> Only sleeping...<br /> <br /> <br /> I was never broken...<br /> Only dreaming...<br /> <br /> <br /> I was never alone...<br /> Only listening...<br /> <br /> <br /> To the voice...<br /> Within the silence...<br /> <br /> <br /> Aah...<br /> Ooh...<br /> Aah...<br /> <br /> <br /> I am calling the light within,<br /> Where the silent worlds begin.<br /> Through the fire, through the sky,<br /> I remember who I am.<br /> <br /> <br /> Who I am...<br /> Who I am...<br /> <br /> <br /> Lux anima...<br /> Sanctum lumen...<br /> Aeterna via...<br /> <br /> <br /> I am calling the love unseen,<br /> Like a river beneath the dream.<br /> In the dark, in the flame,<br /> I return to my secret name.<br /> <br /> <br /> In the silence...<br /> I remember...<br /> <br /> <br /> In the silence...<br /> I return...<br /> <br /> <br /> Return...<br /> Return...<br /> <br /> <br /> Om...<br /> Lux...<br /> Anima...<br /> <br /> <br /> <b><span style="font-size: 26px">Translation of Veretennikov's song "My Secret Name"</span></b><br /> <br /> In the silence...<br /> I hear your name...<br /> <br /> In the darkness...<br /> I see the flame...<br /> <br /> Come closer...<br /> Go deeper...<br /> <br /> Lux...<br /> Anima...<br /> Sanctum...<br /> <br /> The night opens slowly...<br /> Like a secret door.<br /> <br /> The stars are breathing...<br /> On the ancient floor of the Temple.<br /> <br /> I walk in silence...<br /> Through the temple of time.<br /> <br /> A hidden river...<br /> Begins to shine.<br /> <br /> Inside your heart...<br /> Inside your soul...<br /> <br /> Something remembers...<br /> What the mind can never know.<br /> <br /> Something eternal...<br /> Is calling me home.<br /> <br /> Step by step...<br /> Breath by breath...<br /> <br /> Through the veil...<br /> Beyond death...<br /> <br /> Remember...<br /> Remember...<br /> <br /> I was the silence...<br /> Before the sound.<br /> <br /> I was the temple...<br /> Before it was found.<br /> <br /> I call forth the light within,<br /> Where the silent worlds begin.<br /> Through the fire, through the sky,<br /> I remember who I am.<br /> <br /> I remember...<br /> Who I am...<br /> Lux anima...<br /> Sanctum lumen...<br /> <br /> I call forth the unseen love,<br /> Like a river beneath a dream.<br /> In the darkness, in the flame,<br /> I return to my secret name.<br /> <br /> My secret name...<br /> Is not a word...<br /> <br /> It is a flame...<br /> That cannot be heard...<br /> <br /> A flame...<br /> A flame...<br /> <br /> Voices are rising...<br /> From forgotten prayers.<br /> <br /> Incense is moving...<br /> Through invisible stairs.<br /> <br /> Every shadow...<br /> Becomes a sign.<br /> <br /> Every breath...<br /> Opens time.<br /> <br /> No fear...<br /> No walls...<br /> <br /> Only circles...<br /> Of living gold.<br /> <br /> Only silence...<br /> Deep and ancient.<br /> <br /> At the center…<br /> Of endless silence…<br /> A thousand suns…<br /> Begin to touch.<br /> <br /> I enter the fire…<br /> But I do not burn.<br /> <br /> I enter the night…<br /> And the stars return.<br /> <br /> I enter the silence…<br /> And hear the call.<br /> <br /> I enter nothingness…<br /> And become everything.<br /> <br /> I become everything…<br /> I become everything…<br /> <br /> I call forth the light within,<br /> Where the silent worlds begin.<br /> Through the fire, through the sky,<br /> I remember who I am.<br /> <br /> I remember…<br /> I return…<br /> <br /> I call forth the unseen love,<br /> Like a river beneath a dream.<br /> In the darkness, in the flame,<br /> I return to my secret name. <br /> <br /> Listen…<br /> <br /> Not with your ears…<br /> But with your soul.<br /> <br /> There is a door…<br /> Behind the breath.<br /> <br /> There is a light…<br /> Behind the night.<br /> <br /> There is a name…<br /> Behind your name.<br /> <br /> Behind your name...<br /> Behind your name...<br /> <br /> Lux aeterna...<br /> Sanctum anima...<br /> In lumine...<br /> Domine...<br /> <br /> <br /> I was never lost...<br /> I only slept...<br /> <br /> <br /> I was never lost...<br /> I only dreamed...<br /> <br /> <br /> I was never alone...<br /> I only listened...<br /> <br /> <br /> To the voice...<br /> Within the silence...<br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> Aah...<br /> Ooh...<br /> Aah...<br /> <br /> I call forth the light within,<br /> Where the silent worlds begin.<br /> Through the fire, through the sky,<br /> I remember who I am.<br /> <br /> Who I am...<br /> Who I am...<br /> <br /> Lux anima...<br /> Sanctum lumen...<br /> Aeterna via...<br /> <br /> I call forth the unseen love,<br /> Like a river beneath a dream.<br /> In the darkness, in the flame,<br /> I return to my secret name.<br /> <br /> In the silence...<br /> I remember...<br /> <br /> In the silence...<br /> I return...<br /> <br /> I return...<br /> I return...<br /> <br /> Om...<br /> Lux...<br /> Anima...</div>

 

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Simply wonderful🩷

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The Fallen Rose

The rose fell.
Quietly.
Without a word.

It was given
with love.

As if oneself.
As if oneself.

It was
like light.

It was
like a sign.

Like a call.
Like a step
toward another.

There was a heart
within it.

There was hope
within it.

There was something
within it
that money cannot buy...

But hands
let it go.

And the rose
fell...

Through pain...

Through the years...

The fallen rose...
Abandoned love.

A gift,
like
a fragment of a heart.

The fallen rose...
A quiet pain
without words.

Through the years.
Through the years...

It is easy to let go of what

Trusts.

And loves.

Like a flower,
Like a tender flower...

Like the warmth
of the soul
from within.

Love
like a flower...

Sometimes
it
is dropped.

Love
like a flower...

Sometimes
it
is dropped.

The fallen rose...
Abandoned love.

A gift,
like
a fragment of a heart.

The fallen rose...
A quiet pain
without words.

Through the darkness.
Through sorrow...

The years will pass.

The days will change.

Faces will fade.
Words will depart.

But the rose will remain...

That very rose.

That very love.

That very tenderness,

And a gaze full
of love.

The fallen rose...
Abandoned love.

Once it was
held
in someone's hands.

The fallen rose...
Years gone by.

The fallen rose...
Someone's tender gaze.

From the past.

From the void.

The rose fell.

The rose fell.

Author:
Sergey Veretennikov

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<div class="bbWrapper"><b><span style="font-size: 22px">The Fallen Rose</span></b><br /> <br /> The rose fell.<br /> Quietly.<br /> Without a word.<br /> <br /> It was given<br /> with love.<br /> <br /> As if oneself.<br /> As if oneself.<br /> <br /> It was<br /> like light.<br /> <br /> It was<br /> like a sign.<br /> <br /> Like a call.<br /> Like a step<br /> toward another.<br /> <br /> There was a heart<br /> within it.<br /> <br /> There was hope<br /> within it.<br /> <br /> There was something<br /> within it<br /> that money cannot buy...<br /> <br /> But hands<br /> let it go.<br /> <br /> And the rose<br /> fell...<br /> <br /> Through pain...<br /> <br /> Through the years...<br /> <br /> The fallen rose...<br /> Abandoned love.<br /> <br /> A gift,<br /> like<br /> a fragment of a heart.<br /> <br /> The fallen rose...<br /> A quiet pain<br /> without words.<br /> <br /> Through the years.<br /> Through the years...<br /> <br /> It is easy to let go of what<br /> <br /> Trusts.<br /> <br /> And loves.<br /> <br /> Like a flower,<br /> Like a tender flower...<br /> <br /> Like the warmth<br /> of the soul<br /> from within.<br /> <br /> Love<br /> like a flower...<br /> <br /> Sometimes<br /> it<br /> is dropped.<br /> <br /> Love<br /> like a flower...<br /> <br /> Sometimes<br /> it<br /> is dropped.<br /> <br /> The fallen rose...<br /> Abandoned love.<br /> <br /> A gift,<br /> like<br /> a fragment of a heart.<br /> <br /> The fallen rose...<br /> A quiet pain<br /> without words.<br /> <br /> Through the darkness.<br /> Through sorrow...<br /> <br /> The years will pass.<br /> <br /> The days will change.<br /> <br /> Faces will fade.<br /> Words will depart.<br /> <br /> But the rose will remain...<br /> <br /> That very rose.<br /> <br /> That very love.<br /> <br /> That very tenderness,<br /> <br /> And a gaze full<br /> of love.<br /> <br /> The fallen rose...<br /> Abandoned love.<br /> <br /> Once it was<br /> held<br /> in someone's hands.<br /> <br /> The fallen rose...<br /> Years gone by.<br /> <br /> The fallen rose...<br /> Someone's tender gaze.<br /> <br /> From the past.<br /> <br /> From the void.<br /> <br /> The rose fell.<br /> <br /> The rose fell.<br /> <br /> Author:<br /> Sergey Veretennikov<br /> <br /> <br /> <span data-s9e-mediaembed="youtube"><span><span style="background:url(https://i.ytimg.com/vi/sR26sizzylo/hqdefault.jpg) 50% 50% / cover" data-s9e-mediaembed-iframe='["allowfullscreen","","scrolling","no","style","background:url(https:\/\/i.ytimg.com\/vi\/sR26sizzylo\/hqdefault.jpg) 50% 50% \/ cover","src","https:\/\/www.youtube.com\/embed\/sR26sizzylo"]'></span></span></span><br /> <iframe src="https://vk.com/video_ext.php?oid=186287129&id=456239487" width="333" height="333" style="background-color: #000" allow="autoplay; encrypted-media; fullscreen; picture-in-picture; screen-wake-lock;" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen></iframe></div>

 

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The songs are now available here — Veretennikov Music | Music and Songs | Sergey Veretennikov — on all major music platforms worldwide.
Many are available on my YouTube channel.

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The Song of Makosh’s Spindle
Slavic Hit of 2026​

Makosh’s Spindle

Oh...., the thread is thin…
Oh...., the night is deep…
Spindle… spindle…

In the dark sky, the stars are breathing,
The moonlight quietly smolders.
At the threshold of the world, one hears
The whisper of ancient silence.

There, where night melts in the palms,
Where a star gazes through the window,
Makosh weaves the fabric of fate...
Round and round the spindle turns.

Spindle… spindle…
The thread of fate… the thread of ages…

It is no ordinary thread that flows,
No ordinary fabric in her hands—
The axis of the Universe glimmers
In golden skies.

Circle after circle… age after age…
Thread after thread… person after person…

For some—a bright road,
For some—a difficult path.
But every thread is sacred,
There is no turning from the path.

Turn, turn, spindle,
Weave goodness into my fate.
Turn, turn, my thread,
I stand firm before God.

Turn, turn, spindle,
We are destined to live with the Gods.
Dоля is near, Nedólya far away,
Makosh holds the threads of the earth.

Every life has a reason,
Every pain—a secret sign.
In every heart, Power is hidden,
In every step—a new step.

The thread does not break without reason,
The nocturnal pattern does not fall silent.
Through the hands of that goddess,
The world has passed since ancient times.

Dоля… Nedólya…
Bright Dоля… dark Dоля…

To some you grant a flame,
To some a sacred path.
But everything that was sacred
Is woven into the pattern.

Turn, turn, spindle,
Weave goodness into my fate.
Turn, turn, my thread,
I stand firm before God.

Turn, turn, spindle,
We are destined to live with the Gods.
Dоля is near, Nedólya far away,
Makosh holds the threads of the earth.

Do not ask fate for an easy song,
Do not call your shadow an enemy.
Everything that was painful and honest
Will become strength in your heart.

Ah-ah-ah… my thread…
Oh-oh-oh… my life…
Through darkness, through night,
I walk away from Mórok.

Turning… turning…
Time moves in circles.
Stretching… stretching…
Thread reaching toward thread.

Turning… turning…
The spindle in the sky.
Bright Dоля…
Dark Dоля…

Turn, turn, spindle,
Weave goodness into my fate.
Turn, turn, my thread,
I stand firm before God.

Turn, turn, spindle,
We are destined to live with the Gods.
Dоля is near, Nedólya far away,
Makosh holds the threads of the earth.

Spindle… spindle…
The thread of fate… the thread of ages…
Makosh spins…
Makosh leads…

Author: Sergey Veretennikov.

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<div class="bbWrapper"><div style="text-align: center"><b><span style="font-size: 18px">The Song of Makosh’s Spindle</span></b><br /> Slavic Hit of 2026​</div><br /> <span data-s9e-mediaembed="youtube"><span><span style="background:url(https://i.ytimg.com/vi/GzfMtlT6Trk/hqdefault.jpg) 50% 50% / cover" data-s9e-mediaembed-iframe='["allowfullscreen","","scrolling","no","style","background:url(https:\/\/i.ytimg.com\/vi\/GzfMtlT6Trk\/hqdefault.jpg) 50% 50% \/ cover","src","https:\/\/www.youtube.com\/embed\/GzfMtlT6Trk"]'></span></span></span><br /> <b>Makosh’s Spindle</b><br /> <br /> Oh...., the thread is thin…<br /> Oh...., the night is deep…<br /> Spindle… spindle…<br /> <br /> In the dark sky, the stars are breathing,<br /> The moonlight quietly smolders.<br /> At the threshold of the world, one hears<br /> The whisper of ancient silence.<br /> <br /> There, where night melts in the palms,<br /> Where a star gazes through the window,<br /> Makosh weaves the fabric of fate...<br /> Round and round the spindle turns.<br /> <br /> Spindle… spindle…<br /> The thread of fate… the thread of ages…<br /> <br /> It is no ordinary thread that flows,<br /> No ordinary fabric in her hands—<br /> The axis of the Universe glimmers<br /> In golden skies.<br /> <br /> Circle after circle… age after age…<br /> Thread after thread… person after person…<br /> <br /> For some—a bright road,<br /> For some—a difficult path.<br /> But every thread is sacred,<br /> There is no turning from the path.<br /> <br /> Turn, turn, spindle,<br /> Weave goodness into my fate.<br /> Turn, turn, my thread,<br /> I stand firm before God.<br /> <br /> Turn, turn, spindle,<br /> We are destined to live with the Gods.<br /> Dоля is near, Nedólya far away,<br /> Makosh holds the threads of the earth.<br /> <br /> Every life has a reason,<br /> Every pain—a secret sign.<br /> In every heart, Power is hidden,<br /> In every step—a new step.<br /> <br /> The thread does not break without reason,<br /> The nocturnal pattern does not fall silent.<br /> Through the hands of that goddess,<br /> The world has passed since ancient times.<br /> <br /> Dоля… Nedólya…<br /> Bright Dоля… dark Dоля…<br /> <br /> To some you grant a flame,<br /> To some a sacred path.<br /> But everything that was sacred<br /> Is woven into the pattern.<br /> <br /> Turn, turn, spindle,<br /> Weave goodness into my fate.<br /> Turn, turn, my thread,<br /> I stand firm before God.<br /> <br /> Turn, turn, spindle,<br /> We are destined to live with the Gods.<br /> Dоля is near, Nedólya far away,<br /> Makosh holds the threads of the earth.<br /> <br /> Do not ask fate for an easy song,<br /> Do not call your shadow an enemy.<br /> Everything that was painful and honest<br /> Will become strength in your heart.<br /> <br /> Ah-ah-ah… my thread…<br /> Oh-oh-oh… my life…<br /> Through darkness, through night,<br /> I walk away from Mórok.<br /> <br /> Turning… turning…<br /> Time moves in circles.<br /> Stretching… stretching…<br /> Thread reaching toward thread.<br /> <br /> Turning… turning…<br /> The spindle in the sky.<br /> Bright Dоля…<br /> Dark Dоля…<br /> <br /> Turn, turn, spindle,<br /> Weave goodness into my fate.<br /> Turn, turn, my thread,<br /> I stand firm before God.<br /> <br /> Turn, turn, spindle,<br /> We are destined to live with the Gods.<br /> Dоля is near, Nedólya far away,<br /> Makosh holds the threads of the earth.<br /> <br /> Spindle… spindle…<br /> The thread of fate… the thread of ages…<br /> Makosh spins…<br /> Makosh leads…<br /> <br /> Author: Sergey Veretennikov.</div>

 

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The Magic of the Spindle​

Our ancestors regarded the spindle not as a simple object, but as a small axis of the world held in a woman’s hands. Through it, clothing was born, but along with the thread, it seemed that fate itself was drawn out—subtle, alive, obedient only to those who knew how to enter the special state of the kudesy, an ancient inner trance.

The spindle turned—and with it, the invisible wheel of life turned as well. Thread lay upon thread, twist upon twist, day upon day, deed upon deed. That is why people believed that through the spindle one could not only spin, but also know, whisper, direct, bind, and unravel what was hidden from ordinary sight.

In the Slavic pagan tradition, the spindle was associated with the great goddess of fate—Mokosh, or Makosh. She was considered the Mysterious Spinner, the Lady of human paths. Together with her daughters—Dolya and Nedolya—she spun the threads of life, connecting a person with the fruits of their deeds: bright or burdensome, благотворные or harmful.

Each person seemed to have their own thread. It could be strong or thin, even or tangled, bright or darkened by wrongful deeds. And so the spindle was an object of power: it preserved the breath of the hands, thoughts, sorrows, hopes, and fate of the one who used it.

Hence the strict prohibitions. One could not take someone else’s spindle without need: something чужое might already have been “wound” onto it—someone else’s longing, someone else’s misfortune, someone else’s fate. Such an object might not help, but instead confuse one’s path, drawing a person into a thread that did not belong to them.

When a girl began spinning, she had to finish the work. Unfinished flax left overnight was considered dangerous: during the dark hours, unclean forces could tangle the fibers so thoroughly that they could never be unraveled. And this applied not only to yarn. In the folk consciousness, a tangled thread was a sign of a tangled life.

Thus the spindle became not merely a tool of labor, but an ancient magical key. It reminded people that everything in the world is connected. Every thought is a fiber. Every deed is a twist. Every fate is a thread that someone spins, yet which a person can still cleanse, strengthen, and lead toward the light.

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<div class="bbWrapper"><div style="text-align: center"><b><span style="font-size: 26px">The Magic of the Spindle</span></b>​</div><br /> Our ancestors regarded the spindle not as a simple object, but as a small axis of the world held in a woman’s hands. Through it, clothing was born, but along with the thread, it seemed that fate itself was drawn out—subtle, alive, obedient only to those who knew how to enter the special state of the kudesy, an ancient inner trance.<br /> <br /> The spindle turned—and with it, the invisible wheel of life turned as well. Thread lay upon thread, twist upon twist, day upon day, deed upon deed. That is why people believed that through the spindle one could not only spin, but also know, whisper, direct, bind, and unravel what was hidden from ordinary sight.<br /> <br /> In the Slavic pagan tradition, the spindle was associated with the great goddess of fate—Mokosh, or Makosh. She was considered the Mysterious Spinner, the Lady of human paths. Together with her daughters—Dolya and Nedolya—she spun the threads of life, connecting a person with the fruits of their deeds: bright or burdensome, благотворные or harmful.<br /> <br /> Each person seemed to have their own thread. It could be strong or thin, even or tangled, bright or darkened by wrongful deeds. And so the spindle was an object of power: it preserved the breath of the hands, thoughts, sorrows, hopes, and fate of the one who used it.<br /> <br /> Hence the strict prohibitions. One could not take someone else’s spindle without need: something чужое might already have been “wound” onto it—someone else’s longing, someone else’s misfortune, someone else’s fate. Such an object might not help, but instead confuse one’s path, drawing a person into a thread that did not belong to them.<br /> <br /> When a girl began spinning, she had to finish the work. Unfinished flax left overnight was considered dangerous: during the dark hours, unclean forces could tangle the fibers so thoroughly that they could never be unraveled. And this applied not only to yarn. In the folk consciousness, a tangled thread was a sign of a tangled life.<br /> <br /> Thus the spindle became not merely a tool of labor, but an ancient magical key. It reminded people that everything in the world is connected. Every thought is a fiber. Every deed is a twist. Every fate is a thread that someone spins, yet which a person can still cleanse, strengthen, and lead toward the light.<br /> <br /> <b><span style="font-size: 26px">MORE:</span></b> <a href="https://www.youryoga.ru/school/en/threads/rasskaz-meditacija-nit-mezhdu-mirami.3307/" class="link link--internal">Story-meditation: The Thread Between Worlds</a></div>