Penitent - Det Sorte Tjern

The second video clip on the Penitent VHS “Fragments of Neo-Classical Art“ from 1997. Thanks to Stanislav Ivanoff (of Stillife) for making a digital version of this, and also adding the audio track again. As some wondered what the words are about here you have them in both Norwegian & English: DET SORTE TJERN Det var august. Allerede var nettene mørke, men fremdeles var de varme. Varme og myke som svart fløyel. Black Velvet... En blanding av mørkets melankolske dypsindighet. Vi vandret ute i måneskinnet. Jeg husker det var fullmåne. Vi gjemte oss i skyggene under trærne, og forsøkte å skremme hverandre. Etterhvert ble vi grepet av den trolske stemningen, og beveget oss så stille vi kunne. Kanskje hadde vi et hemmelig håp. Et håp om å se alvene danse i skogens lysning... Fremdeles lå tjernet der foran oss. Månen solte seg i den blanke og svarte overflaten. Jeg husker kroppen din... Nesten helt hvit i måneskinnet. Vannet var varmt og helt svart. THE BLACK LAKE It was august. Already the nights were dark, but still they were warm. Warm and soft as black velvet. Black Velvet... A mix of the deep and dark melancholia. We wandered in the moonlight. I remember it was full moon. We hid in the shadows under the trees, and tried to scare one another. As time went by we were touched by the magical atmosphere, and moved around as silently as possible. Maybe we had a secret hope. A hope to see the elves dance in the forests clearing. Still the lake was there in front of us. The moon was bathing in its blank surface. I remember your body... Almost completely white in the moonlight. The water was warm and still black.