Trhä - daltrhëndlhaohad

this song (and also "tu ahhshëdlhevu në qevohh idlhvrét nona") are both going on a split that I implore, please do not share these songs . in general don't do it for any of the songs I post on here until theyve been officially released, but we agreed (myself and the other band) that this split will only be available physically. no digital download (unless you're a patreon supporter). so please just don't ruin that intention

not sure if any one else has felt it but i've been feeling very unproductive recently. I feel like I have gotten nothing done since 2023 started. I owe that to just feeling strange personally but also the other day I started playing minecraft and I almost never put it down, but today I finished this song and another Trhä song I'll post shortly. there is still a lot of upcoming music i Have to fnish but honestly rn I kinda just feel like I don't want to stress myself over whtt I have to finish plus then it feels like I have a job which is boring. but anyway lots of music to come I know things have been slow on patreon but I promise it will be fruitful to be a supporter here (another reason why you should not share patreon songs before their official release, not even just for me but for the people here who spend money for something special). if u've contacted me about doing a split it is coming, eventually (I agreed to like 20 of them lol)

if u know  about 90's hip hop you'll get the reference in one of the melodies in the beginning. I hope i don't get in trouble for that. anyway this song is about a specific time and place I imagined, like a routine of waking up in the early morning to go swim alone in an indoor pool somewhere, nd all the feelings attached to every detail in every second of that story. hadlhaj and english below

daltrhëndlhaohad ni’uvashte

ljandlha i já qlajcsa mina tor aggonodo

jumtamedlhihade áhabsa com

ëf nuataom munidlha indebuha

gonodonemba niluvne indebu

filna daltrhënalëcacetha indebu

im nuataom qhlebu aso judjaba tënhaj rulhan im

hao trhan ganush

nu ljan tu jumadrhisa ëlh nogve

inqhutan

edëc uvashtgra qhutanno dë

ezrha uvashtgra qhutanno bë

ëf segna injënjo

ar tjadlha

nuataom osa lhenacten nu gapdlha onva ëf tu alëcadlha oha síshte elhmasë ga qevohhha com qin

jënajo cën pala liëvni ar dlhabsa tra

hënatsa ëlh turhëncunnenan nidebu

zrhunlh nu dsacet zurháhhsdëg elhna nivëcteega

dlhëma tléjr

cá dlhundlho nu rhalhda rhulhan emulh

ëf aqlana shtenlh léham desde nu cunnaba

jumfil rhalhde imëlh

cá zen nu judja rhulhan emu

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predawn pool burning

the moment everything slows into frame

deepblue selfwonders on the surface

and the somehow comfort of watching

watching slowwater floating

watching the color of predawn memoryfire

somehow this story repeats as dense routine

throughout any season

there's a moment in the deep hour

returning

a burning wish to return

a burning hope to return

and not knowing to where

or what

somehow it feels like a warm hand and the memory of it on vague parts of my body

i don't know if i'm dreaming still or i sat up in the bed

watching the nightlights in a trance

a formless time passes staring at something

anything at all

every second is a dense layer

and suddenly there's a light coming over the horizon

deepcolor in layers

everyday is a dense story