Strings & Shadows (Violin Under Black Water) by Enrico Nsr

[Intro – Spoken]
Do not follow music after midnight.
Do not trust the river when it sings.
But if the song already knows your name…
You were never standing on the shore.

[Verse 1]
I walked where the pine trees leaned like priests,
Where the moon broke silver on the stones,
And a fiddle cried beneath the reeds,
Like a ghost had learned my mother tongue.

Bare feet cold in the midnight moss,
Black lake breathing through the rain,
I heard one note and I felt my loss
Rise up wearing my own face.

[Pre-Chorus]
Carl Jung in the water, shadow in the sound,
Every buried sorrow trying not to drown.
I said, "Who plays there?"
The river said, "You."
Then the black water opened
And the violin cut through.

[Chorus]
Näcken, Näcken, under black water,
Playing my wound on a silver string.
Näcken, Näcken, beautiful monster,
Teach me the song that the dead men sing.

If I go down, let the old self shatter,
If I come back, let the whole world ring.
Näcken, Näcken, under black water,
I followed the bow and I found my king.

[Verse 2]
He sat on a stone where the current bends,
Green hair tangled with the leaves,
Eyes like wells where childhood ends,
Hands too still for a thing that breathes.

He did not smile, he did not lie,
He played my dreams in a minor key.
Every woman I had made divine,
Every wound I called destiny.

[Pre-Chorus]
Anima in the moonlight, shadow in the foam,
All the love I chased was a road back home.
I said, "Are you death?"
He said, "Only the door."
Then he dragged one note
From the river floor.

[Chorus]
Näcken, Näcken, under black water,
Playing my wound on a silver string.
Näcken, Näcken, beautiful monster,
Teach me the song that the dead men sing.

If I go down, let the old self shatter,
If I come back, let the whole world ring.
Näcken, Näcken, under black water,
I followed the bow and I found my king.

[Bridge]
Three nights I came to the stream alone,
Three times I bled where the cold roots grow.
First night: silence.
Second night: stone.
Third night: the river said,
"Now you know."

The ego dies where the deep notes start,
The Self is born with a drowning heart.
The child in the moss,
The man in the rain,
The god in the wound,
The song in the pain.

(Spoken)
He said:

"You thought the shadow was evil.
No.
The shadow is everything you abandoned
To survive being loved incorrectly."

Then the fiddle screamed.

[Final Chorus]
Näcken, Näcken, under black water,
Playing my wound on a silver string.
Näcken, Näcken, beautiful monster,
Teach me the song that the dead men sing.

If I go down, let the false self scatter,
If I come back, let the black lake sing.
Näcken, Näcken, under black water,
I followed the bow and became the king.

[Outro]
Now when I sing, the birch trees listen.
Now when I bleed, the runes appear.
The river did not come to kill me.
It came because I was ready to hear.

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[Intro – Spoken] Do not follow music after midnight. Do not trust the river when it sings. But if the song already knows your name… You were never standing on the shore. [Verse 1] I walked where the pine trees leaned like priests, Where the moon broke silver on the stones, And a fiddle cried beneath the reeds, Like a ghost had learned my mother tongue. Bare feet cold in the midnight moss, Black lake breathing through the rain, I heard one note and I felt my loss Rise up wearing my own face. [Pre-Chorus] Carl Jung in the water, shadow in the sound, Every buried sorrow trying not to drown. I said, "Who plays there?" The river said, "You." Then the black water opened And the violin cut through. [Chorus] Näcken, Näcken, under black water, Playing my wound on a silver string. Näcken, Näcken, beautiful monster, Teach me the song that the dead men sing. If I go down, let the old self shatter, If I come back, let the whole world ring. Näcken, Näcken, under black water, I followed the bow and I found my king. [Verse 2] He sat on a stone where the current bends, Green hair tangled with the leaves, Eyes like wells where childhood ends, Hands too still for a thing that breathes. He did not smile, he did not lie, He played my dreams in a minor key. Every woman I had made divine, Every wound I called destiny. [Pre-Chorus] Anima in the moonlight, shadow in the foam, All the love I chased was a road back home. I said, "Are you death?" He said, "Only the door." Then he dragged one note From the river floor. [Chorus] Näcken, Näcken, under black water, Playing my wound on a silver string. Näcken, Näcken, beautiful monster, Teach me the song that the dead men sing. If I go down, let the old self shatter, If I come back, let the whole world ring. Näcken, Näcken, under black water, I followed the bow and I found my king. [Bridge] Three nights I came to the stream alone, Three times I bled where the cold roots grow. First night: silence. Second night: stone. Third night: the river said, "Now you know." The ego dies where the deep notes start, The Self is born with a drowning heart. The child in the moss, The man in the rain, The god in the wound, The song in the pain. (Spoken) He said: "You thought the shadow was evil. No. The shadow is everything you abandoned To survive being loved incorrectly." Then the fiddle screamed. [Final Chorus] Näcken, Näcken, under black water, Playing my wound on a silver string. Näcken, Näcken, beautiful monster, Teach me the song that the dead men sing. If I go down, let the false self scatter, If I come back, let the black lake sing. Näcken, Näcken, under black water, I followed the bow and became the king. [Outro] Now when I sing, the birch trees listen. Now when I bleed, the runes appear. The river did not come to kill me. It came because I was ready to hear.

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