... I remember hearing this melody
When I was just a young girl,
And since these golden old days
It followed me everywhere.
This was not just a song
Once performed under moonlight,
Accompanied by measured clanging
Of an eternal tambourine -
This was a world of its own,
Where the scarlet dawn breaks,
Where cold ocean waves
Lap over misty stone shores.
Kingdom of fur-seals and walruses,
Where herds of reindeers seek lichens,
Studded with black spots of yarangas,
Gracious only for moss and divers.
Land filled with smell of tundra,
Cloudberries crusted with rime,
Spicy sparks of mighty Pacific
And a lonely shaman's invocations.
O Sedna, Great Empress of Sea,
O Spirit of Earth, all-embracing,
Listen to his rhythmical chanting
And bless this severe far land...
December 15, 2008
My dear American friends - meet your closest neighbors on Russian Far East- Chukchi! This song is called "Nunlingran" (the name of a Chukchi settlement) and performed by Chukchi-Eskimo Dance and Song Ensemble named "Ergyron" ("Sunrise" in the Chukchi language).