EVIDENCE: for the songs of Volusia

Basil Smorta quotes several fragments of the strange and distinctive songs that Volusia sings in Buda-Pesth and Orblast. The following song was discovered on the back of a paper table napkin bearing the imprint Rübezahl. According to Raveena Fike in The Black Crusade, it was at the Rübezahl Nightclub in Munich that Helmut fell in love with Volusia. Whether the words were jotted down by Helmut or some other admirer, someone at least must have thought them worthy of preservation. The napkin turned up recently in Melbourne, Australia, but we have been unable to trace the route by which it arrived there.

SONG

Tonight I will sing the oldest song
Of green eyelids, green road, green river, green stars,
Of fevered beasts with jewels in their skulls,
Of broken strings and peculiar sad shells
Curled up on the shores of sleep.

Tonight I will tell the oldest tale,
We live a little, then we die a lot.
I longed, I do not know, I am uncertain,
For the water of your limbs,
For coffins without raincoats,
For the distant cry of a hunting horn.

If one song has been preserved, there may be others. Vilewatchers, keep watching!

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