A Collection of Translated Lykaen Poems
Graciously donated to the Sol Federal Inter-net Library by Professor William R. Li of the University of Tau Ceti
Li, William Robert, trans. “Lykaen Poetry Traditions” University of Tau Ceti Journal of Xenology, 2, 12, no. 32 (2553): 70–71.
(Translation note: The translation issues inherent in translating Lykaine language to Terran Common was made especially hard by even stronger use of metaphor. Authors and titles of Poems unknown;
Poem 1 was given by Despot of Molossia from that city's Royal Archives. Poem 2 was transliterated from a Book of Poetry from City State of Khalkedon and Poem 3 was transcribed from rural Aigyptian village story circle.)
I bare my teeth in bloody reflection
My throat opens in matching hatred
Beast and I sing Hymns to Lykaine both
Intermingled in that which bore us
Blood with tooth, bone with claw
To die is to hunt, to hunt is to die
Forever entwined Myself and I
Heart And Teeth
Lykaine Manifest
that teaches the lykaen in
bones and blood
What are you, without another to be?
fear is frailty
loneliness breathes death
Lykaine Manifest
the stars in skies uncountable
be of me, tooth, heart and blood
Lykaine Manifest
What are you, without another to be?
And so would Lykaine would strike a bloody gash upon the stars
And the Lykaen would bleed from a coat black as night
Upon the stones Lykaine painted companionship
To walk was to stride
To hunt was to die
To sing was to love.
Take hold upon a beating heart
That we may stride together always
To be with another is to live
Lykaine was taken of by the Lykaen
Blood on fangs
Painted thought
And sang
Before the before
There was only that which hunted
Lykaine Manifest
And that which was hunted
To walk was to stride
To live was to die
To sing was to live
Only that which hunted
Lykaine Manifest
And that which was hunted
Every song sung
Every hunt finished
Lykaine sang
The forests hum
To stay was to die
Stars everburning
Love never walked
To live was to die
And so would Lykaine would strike a bloody gash upon the stars And the Lykaen would bleed from a coat black as night
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