A Cloud In Love
In this land
grow only black bushes
with poisonous berries.
In the wells, there is no water.
Whose desert land is it?
Look...
Here is the wicked Seyfee.
He is the master of this land.
And there in the desert, what a garden.
The wonderful garden of Aishe,
Its beauty and fragrance bring peace to one's soul.
Aishe's heart, like her garden,
is tender. The pure heart of Aishe.
Seyfee hates Aishe.
He does not love the sun, only darkness.
Everything wonderful, everything alive
is hateful to him.
"Aishe, talk with me.
I love you.
I beg you, be my wife."
Aishe, do not believe him.
Seyfee is your enemy.
He wants to bring ruin to your garden.
Cut down your trees.
He will destroy you.
"Being devoured by wild animals
in the mountains would be better
than becoming your wife.
I won't let you destroy my garden."
"Cursed Aishe.
I will destroy your garden.
There won't be a trace left Of its foul beauty.
Here, instead of roses, only sagebrush and goose-foot are going to grow!"
Everyone who sees Aishe
Cannot take their eyes off her
The cloud, look...
will fall in love, too.
"Good night, Cloud."
"Sleep, my beauty
Sleep tight
I brought dreams to your garden.
Nighty-night.
In your sleepy eyes,
there are green leaves.
Nighty-night.
Nighty-night."
Seyfee panned a new scheme.
He rides into the country of sands and wind.
"Wind, you play with rocks like with a ball."
"I do!"
"But in this world, there is a Cloud
that is stronger than you."
"And where is it?
You will take me to him
Or I will lift you into the air like a dry leaf."
"Hey, come here Aishe!
From now on it will be as bare as the desert here."
"If only I could, I would give a piece of my heart
To every flower. So they would not die in this sand."
If only Aishe could,
she would water the flowers, trees, and grasses with her own blood
so that the greenery of the garden would live.
"My garden is dying.
It wants to drink
And I will die with it."
"You are going to live."
"There is the Cloud overhead.
Ready to fly and do battle with him?"
"Wind, Wind, do not blow
If there is compassion in your heart,
if even a drop of it remains.
Have mercy on my cloud.
Seyfee deceived you, Wind.
Realize that you serve death.
Aishe, look at the sky.
There the cloud is dying
So that your green garden could come alive again.
So that the grass could rustle.
So that the trees would become green.
Cloud, don't.
Do not die
To allow my garden
to revive.
Behold.
The branches are turning green.
Do not cry, Aishe.
Look at them.
He who dies for others
Does not die forever.
And heroes do not need remorse
They live in everything, everywhere.
Like that Cloud
is a reflection in the water.