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Noreia - Senca [Animacija v pesku]

Praznični koncert: LITIJA, Kulturni center Litija / 5. december 2025 ! več info: https://fb.me/e/8UbR7a7L9 Glasba | Music: Gašper Šinkovec, Noreia // Besedilo | Lyrics: Gašper Šinkovec Snemanje, audio mix & master | Audio recording, mix & master: Peter Dimnik Zasedba: Ana Novak (violina, glas), Anej Ivanuša (flavta), Robert Bone (klarinet), Gašper Šinkovec (mandola, glas), Primož Podobnik (bobni), Jernej Vindšnurer (kontrabas) Bandcamp: https://noreia.bandcamp.com/track/senca VIDEO 🔸Animacija v pesku | Sand animation: Irena Režek 🔸Montaža | Video edit: Matej Režek www.irenarezek.com ______________________________________________________________ Kam izgine senca, ko se zvečeri? Kje zavije veter, ko v dalji zabobni? Kdo se skriva v temi, da ne more spat? Kje je nežna roka, da poboža strah? Kdo ji riše sanje, da ničesar ni? Kaj je v tisti roži, da misel prikroji? Proč bežijo dnevi, strgan pajčolan. Kdo bo padel jutri? Kdo ostal bo sam? Krut je svet, kjer divje vladajo zveri, mlada kri se zliva po poteh. Ptice pojejo nad trupli, ko vstaja dan… … naj gre tema stran. Kava na ognjišču nočnih ruševin, Solza kane v pesek, zbuja iz globin. V zrak zletijo zmaji, slep je novi dan, Ko lupino v vodi nosi maestral. Mirno pluje z vetrom tja, kjer ni volkov. Bela jadra dihajo v nebo. Pod pepelom sanj vzklije novo ji srce… … ko gre tema stran. ___________________________________________________________ Shadow (english translation: Jakob Konda) Where does shadow go, upon the fall of eve? To where the howling winds, when distance rumbles, flee? Who, by darkness hid, denies her sleep and rest? Where a gentle hand for to the fear caress? Who creates her dreams? but blankness there to find. What inside that flower bends and twists the mind? Days are all departing, tattered is the veil. Who will fall tomorrow? Who alone prevail? Cruel such world where savage monsters hold domain, Paths are drenched in blood of youth. Birds above the corpses sing at break of day … … May darkness go away. Coffee on a hearthstone made of last night’s ruin, Tears upon the sand make something stir within. Kites are flying skyward, blind is the new day, A husk in water blown by maestrals far away. It calmly drifts to where no wolf can ever reach. Sails of white exhale towards the sky. By ash of dreams concealed her heart will sprout anew … … When darkness goes away.