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The inspiration for this song came from memories I have of watching an old movie as a boy called The Lost Horizon. The story of this song though, is somewhat different. The ruler of a land fights a battle, their side loses and they end up left for dead. Some pilgrims on a journey to a sacred paradise find them and carry them to the paradise known as Himinyala (from the Old Norse word Himinn). There they find paradise, but after a time, old desires for power and reclaiming their house and so leave, but vow to return after they set their affairs in order. But, in the end, cannot find their way back.

[Verse I]
Upon the field
where the red rain fell,
I lay among
the dying shell.
Pilgrims came
through smoke and flame,
They bore me high,
they spoke my name.

[Chorus]
O Mists of Himinyala—
mountains shine
the fire of life,
hearts are free
of greed,
of ire,
of strife,
And mercy grants
the soul’s respite.

[Refrain]
I am shadow,
I am sorrow,
For I turned my steps away
Now I wander
the endless tomorrow,
Never finding
back my way.

[Verse II – The Paradise]
I woke where meadows
kissed the sky,
With blossoms bending,
sweet and shy.
Clear waters rang
like crystal chimes,
And laughter wove
through all the times.

The people’s eyes
were kind and deep,
Their joy was pure,
their word they keep.
They took my hand
and called me kin,
And healed the wounds
that burned within.

The people’s eyes
were kind and bright,
Their voices soft
as stars at night.
They called me kin,
they gave me rest,
And love was placed
within my breast.

[Chorus]
O Mists of Himinyala—
mountains shine
the fire of life,
hearts are free
of greed,
of ire,
of strife,
And mercy grants
the soul’s respite.

[Refrain]
I am shadow,
I am sorrow,
For I turned
my steps away—
Now I wander
the endless tomorrow,
Never finding
back my way.

[Verse III – The Call of Power]
whispers rose
from my old hall,
The gold, the crown,
the banners tall.
I swore I’d rule
my House once more,
And then return
to blessed door.

I kissed farewell
with trembling breath,
And left that land,
O it felt like death.
I told myself
I would return,
And marked the path
with ash and fern.

[Chorus]
O Mists of Himinyala—
mountains shine
the fire of life,
hearts are free
of greed,
of ire,
of strife,
And mercy grants
the soul’s respite.

[Refrain]
I am shadow,
I am sorrow,
For I turned
my steps away—
Now I wander
the endless tomorrow,
Never finding
back my way.

[Verse IV – The Regret]
Through mountain storms
I searched in vain,
Through valley dusk
and snowbound plain.
The path was gone,
the gate concealed,
The secret lost,
the way re-sealed.

The years have burned
like falling stars,
My soul is chained
by grieven scars.
And still I cry,
though none can hear,
For the land I lost,
once near.

[Final Chorus]
O Mists of Himinyala—
mountains shine
the fire of life,
hearts are free
of greed,
of ire,
of strife,
And mercy grants
the soul’s respite.

[Final Refrain]
I am shadow,
I am sorrow,
For I turned
my steps away—
Now I wander
the endless tomorrow,
Never finding
back my way.

O Mists of Himinyala

Cet album est un carnet musical où je mêle la Langue du Futur que j’ai inventée et sa traduction en français. J’y chante souvent avec Alouma Aves, musicienne rebelle venue de 5202 dans mon roman L’Autre Version de l’Histoire, et nos voix se croisent entre fiction et présent. Chaque titre est un passage : Ounloutéom ouvre un seuil sans clé, Oom répond à la falsification, Le Chant d’Héloïse garde la mémoire rebelle, Sirius ADN inscrit les étoiles dans le corps, Sulouma est un cri d’amour, Ditsemi une réponse claire, Shavalounka un souffle vivant. Création sonore expérimentale, une recherche qui donne corps à mon univers étendu, où chaque chanson rejoint mon imaginaire et mes récits. La musique porte les ondes de paix, la réponse circule.

🌐 English

A musical notebook weaving my Language of the Future with its French translation. Often with Alouma Aves (from 5202 in my novel), our voices meet between fiction and now. Each track is a passage—keyless threshold, answer to falsification, rebel memory, stars in the body, love’s cry, clear reply, living breath.

🇸🇦 العربية

هذا ألبوم/دفتر موسيقي أنسج فيه لغة المستقبل مع ترجمتها إلى الفرنسية. كثيرًا ما أُغنّي مع ألومة آفيس (من عام 5202 في روايتي)، فتلتقي أصواتنا بين الخيال والحاضر. كل مقطع عتبة ومعنى: جواب للتزوير، ذاكرة متمرّدة، نجوم تُنقش في الجسد، نَفَس حي.

🇩🇪 Deutsch

Ein musikalisches Notizbuch: meine Sprache der Zukunft mit französischer Übersetzung. Mit Alouma Aves (5202 in meinem Roman) kreuzen sich unsere Stimmen zwischen Fiktion und Gegenwart. Jeder Track als Übergang: Antwort gegen Fälschung, aufbegehrende Erinnerung, Sterne im Körper, klarer Bescheid, lebendiger Atem.

🇺🇦 Українська

Музичний щоденник, де моя Мова Майбутнього поєднана з перекладом французькою. Часто з Alouma Aves (5202 у моєму романі) — голоси між вигадкою і теперішнім. Кожен трек — перехід: відповідь на фальсифікацію, бунтівна пам’ять, зорі в тілі, ясна відповідь, живий подих.

🇻🇳 Tiếng Việt

Một cuốn sổ tay âm nhạc đan Ngôn ngữ Tương lai với bản dịch tiếng Pháp. Tôi thường hát cùng Alouma Aves (từ năm 5202 trong tiểu thuyết), giọng chúng tôi giao nhau giữa hư cấu và hiện tại. Mỗi bài là một lối qua: đáp lại giả tạo, ký ức nổi loạn, sao khắc vào thân, lời đáp rõ, hơi thở sống.

🇵🇹 Português (BR)

Caderno musical que entrelaça minha Língua do Futuro com a tradução em francês. Com Alouma Aves (de 5202 no meu romance), as vozes se cruzam entre ficção e presente. Cada faixa é passagem: resposta à falsificação, memória rebelde, estrelas no corpo, resposta clara, sopro vivo.

🇳🇬 Yorùbá

Ìwé orin kan níbi tí Èdè Ọ̀la mi darapọ̀ mọ́ ìtumọ̀ Faranse. Mo máa ń kọrin pẹ̀lú Alouma Aves (láti ọdún 5202 nínú ìtàn mi); ohùn wa pàdé láàrín àròsọ àti ìsinsin yìí. Orin kọọkan jẹ́ ìlàwọ̀n: ìdáhùn sí ìkànjẹ, ìrántí àtìpó, irawọ̀ nínú ara, ìdáhùn kedere, ìmísí alààyè.

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