HasmirHaratSongbook
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Ḥasmir bin Yeyshan Ḥarat is a character in the Aralis 2 LARP. This page contains the lyrics of songs he's written.
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[edit] The Ḥasmir Ḥarat Songbook
Sing along with Ḥasmir bin Yeyshan Ḥarat, the infamous Accordionist of New Liberty!
[edit] The Roving Man
I met a roving man who said: Three jewels I had within my purse of silk
Oh wealth was one, my youth second; the third a stone as soft and pale as milk
She was the font of all my heart's (and by her grace all of my body's) joy
But that third stone did cut my purse and both the other precious pearls destroy
And so I'll ask a faithful soul who finds me in the wilderness
A coin and company to lend
While I my weary wisdom do confess
The first at her behest I cut—the jeweler's chisel flashed and it was twain
The smaller half I gave to her, and then the rest to make it whole again
Oh then my third jewel rolled astray and so my holdings did divide by three
My second stone in hand I stepped along the road that beckoned me to thee
And so I'll ask a faithful soul who finds me in the wilderness
A coin and company to lend
You'd do the same for any friend
While I my weary wisdom do confess
That second stone, you will recall, was bright and hard with all my youthful strength
But it was driven down to dust by years of rocks along the highway's length
And I am old and tired now—there's naught about me pleasing to the eye
Three jewels I had, and be thou warned that all men lose such riches by and by
And so I'll ask a faithful soul who finds me in the wilderness
A coin and company to lend
You'd do the same for any friend
To remedy the highway's toll
While I my weary wisdom do confess
. . . The fire now was halfway down; "I find" he said "I'm lonely day and night"
I saw his roving eye on me and on my own poor rover's road took flight
[edit] The Armistice
I have no heart for this lonesome world
So heartless circle I this empty streets
For me the banner, black and blank unfurled
For me the medals of my great defeats
Oh we were thick once, thick as thieves can get
We raised an army in a secret camp
You all said "We'll make a man of you yet
To guard the honor of the Crimson Lamp"
I have no place to lay my head tonight
No hand to help me build this monument
No voice to call me in before the morning light
When I'm gone, I dare say, no long lament
The quarter rang with battle-cries that year
Arise to do or die, to drink or drown
"Go on," I said, "I'll sit a moment here
And tell your stories to this empty town"
I'll neither fight nor retire from the war
No fatal struggle for a desperate kiss
Nor no safe bed behind a twice-bound door
Neither the battle nor the armistice
I have forsaken all my company
I see them laughing, hand in hand they throw
Themselves into the teeth of the enemy—
Martial old Time, who beat me long ago
[edit] A Song for a Fire-Binding Ritual
O wind without mercy
O imp who dances on the hearth
oh all of us have laughed at your anger
O wind without mercy
O imp who dances on the hearth
I have fed from your fury
I have dined in comfort
O imp who dances on the hearth
I have fed from your fury
When the land was cold
I slept secure, for you lay bound at my feet
I have fed from your fury
When the land was cold
I bound your temper tight—
see, I have it here!
I have it here, in the circle of my palm—
in the circle of my palm, sleep uneasy,
sleep uneasy: you shall dance again soon,
O wind without mercy, o wind without mercy.
[edit] A Song for a Ritual Involving Water and Acidic Herbs
Down has she come from the mountsins
Clear were her thoughts, were the lights in her eyes
Kind was her song, kind and wordless
In sunlight her dress was the blue of the skies
Now she alights where the old fellow's waiting
Wrinkled his skin, worn to parchment with care
His bed is so soft that she lies for a moment
Idly combing his tangled green hair
Dark is his afternoon chamber
Sour the words that he sings as she sleeps
Gnarled are his hands with rememb'ring
The hem of her mantle stains black as it steeps
Now she springs up and runs on to the ocean
Gray is her dress from the shadow he made
Tears scar the sand from her brown eyes a-weeping
The song that he taught to her stings like a blade
Grasping at air, the old fellow
Finds he’s too tired to curse at the night
"Somehow she’s robbed me," he mutters—
"She’s bewitched out of me all my treasure of spite!"
[edit] A Song to Zerinus, in the Style of the al-Eyreim
A laughing fountain hid under a pebble
A smiling river between stone and stone
Cry in the desert, his voice will not echo—
But close your lips and you two are alone
He is beloved of wing and walker
Think of lost things and he brightens your eye
But he doesn't love you, save when he remembers
And when he comes courting he darkens the sky
[edit] New Land
Bare wood
And cold ground
Haunted square where we stood
Sound of wind
The rain's sad sound
Carrick village, unrenowned
With men
You never knew
I drink now where you lived then
I laugh now
Who'll weep for you
When this land is dead and new?
Who slept here and who was married there?
Who left these homes where they were born?
Where you've gone you have no use for them
All your proud works stand forlorn
You shadows sigh
Upon the wall
Who will count and name them all?
Since you left
A year's gone by:
Sleep beneath the winter sky
[edit] Land Where Two Seas Break
(IC, a popular song in Ghalia from the late 80s, not written by Hasmir)
This day the ashes are stirring
in the dawn all the gray earth is waking
Azure the sky shall be on this day
for the white sun all men's hearts are aching
In the land where two seas break
though the firebird dies
with morning in his wake
once more he shall rise
This day each son of the Northland
Gold-winged glory remembers
The crown's taken up by a strong hand
from the place where it shines in the embers
O'er the land where two seas break,
long may he reign
he is our bulwark
and we his domain
This day from desert to ocean
All sing of al-Azim ascending
White upon azure his banner:
The light of Aral shines unending
O land where two seas break
O spires of home
May all your sons see you
Wherever they roam
