Ukommah Macchasah (UM), a celebrated hero of the Epic of the Sacred Cone, is often found in the far North-East, where he belongs to the clan of Taepeh (Sector 12/Pisces), emanation of the Handorian Nation of Ztakira. His legendary gestures are narrated in many Trudeh Etnaie Korah (popular ballads), such as the one we provide below:
Ike Mosoh Kisepahro.
Ike Mosoh Ukommah Macchasah.
Ike Mosoh Quiumaka Hecha,
Ikesepoh Mapaeccha, Ikesepoh Mapaeccha
Ike Mosoh Ukommah Macchasah
Samah Turasuh Uko Sadapachah
Samah Turasuh Mosomah, Samah Turasuh Mosomah,
Uma Sadakah Machaesoh Dopoh
Ike Mosoh Ukommah Macchasah
Machae Sommeh, Machaesoh
Samaechah Kaddoh Passamanah
Kaddah Urroh Ukommah Macchasah
Massaedoh Quiumakah, Massaedoh Quiumakah
Nama Kamassoh Ukommah Macchasah
Kime Samacho Uto Sodopopoh
Kime Sarai Ite, Zoro Uriah
Ur Samachaeh Zoh, Ur Samachah
Oh Massah Uko Masapah Dappah
Ike Mosoh Ukommah Macchasah
Udoh Sodoh Podoh Patah, Udoh Sodoh
Pamah Kamah Sadah Passapah Dah!
Kamah Sadah Tussoh Dopoh Soho!
Kamah Sadah Pacchah Muso Mokohe
Ike Mosoh Mah Macchasah, Ike Mosoh
Kike Mosoh Macha Masah Uroh!
Kime Samah Macchasah Dapah!
Ike Mosoh Ukommah Macchasah! Ike Mosoh Quiumaka Hecha Marsah!
Uh Mosodepeh Sarah Ucchoah
Uh Mosodepeh Ucchoh Sarah
The text and the related translation may vary according to circumstances and ballad-singer. What follows is a strenuous attempt to provisionally translate the above text. Please be aware that, as for all major protagonists of the Epic, in these ballads there is no true linguistic reference to gender. In our limited linguistic ordinary context it means that Ukommah Macchasah could be defined as man or woman or both according to circumstances:
“At the crest of this flummoxed and protracted night, at this effulgent hour preceding the woebegone time of dawn, it is my elephantine solace to narrate the jaw-dropping account of an unprecedented soul, who here in Quiumakai splendidly abides.
His gallant name is Ukommah Macchasah (UM).
How incredible is UM! Wherever he wends he misplaces his track. Whenever he rambles he relinquishes his remembrances.
On his radiant wedding night, ecstatically in unison with his worshipped spouse, he blissfully vibrates, the heart impregnated by amorous tears. What a fabulous and sovereign couple, UM and his delicious spouse! What a virtuous model of devoted partnership for our most estimated Clan!
It is a night of unmentionable sacred fascination! The essence of this most ecstatic enterprise is carved on the golden embankment of Urrow. The luminescence of their sublime ardour elucidates the night, which consequently transforms into daylight.
Upon waking up, UM finds himself submerged in the fragrant liquids of his most beloved spouse. Invested by an irresistible élan of gratitude, he dashes out into the terrace and reaches the flower seller place in the main square. UM is determined to procure novel blossoms for his exquisite consort. Yet when his orbs encounter the enchanting gaze of the florist, a most graceful and delicate maid, well then, he is enraptured by overwhelming sacred fervour. He consigns to oblivion his beloved spouse.
I can assure you that this is not the acting of a sly fox. He indeed is deprived of the remembrances of his previous mate. And with this fresh heart-fellow a vehement day he spends. How incredible is UM! Wherever he wends he misplaces his track. Whenever he rambles he relinquishes his remembrances. Upon waking up, UM finds himself submerged in the fragrant liquids of his most beloved bedfellow. Invested by an irresistible élan of gratitude, he dashes out into the terrace and reaches the jeweller’s shop in the main square. Now you can picture what occurs when he meets the jeweller’s daughter!
How incredible is UM! Wherever he wends he misplaces his track. Whenever he rambles he relinquishes his remembrances. This is the story of UM, who still continues with his passionate enterprises, massaging and kissing and embracing and titillating all the surfaces of this graceful land.
Then, one day upon waking up, he finds himself submerged in the fragrant liquids of his ultimate most beloved mate. Invested by an irresistible élan of gratitude, he dashes out into the terrace and reaches Quiumakai. And indeed it is in Quiumakai that UM tenderly abides. How incredible is UM!
This is the story of UM, the one who dismisses his remembrances, the one who is perennially in love with you and us and them and me.”
(by Franco Santoro)
© Uh Mosodepeh Ucchoh Sarah
“At the crest of this flummoxed and protracted night, at this effulgent hour preceding the woebegone time of dawn, it is my elephantine solace to narrate the jaw-dropping account of an unprecedented soul, who here in Quiumakai splendidly abides.
His gallant name is Ukommah Macchasah (UM).
How incredible is UM! Wherever he wends he misplaces his track. Whenever he rambles he relinquishes his remembrances.
On his radiant wedding night, ecstatically in unison with his worshipped spouse, he blissfully vibrates, the heart impregnated by amorous tears. What a fabulous and sovereign couple, UM and his delicious spouse! What a virtuous model of devoted partnership for our most estimated Clan!
Upon waking up, UM finds himself submerged in the fragrant liquids of his most beloved spouse. Invested by an irresistible élan of gratitude, he dashes out into the terrace and reaches the flower seller place in the main square. UM is determined to procure novel blossoms for his exquisite consort. Yet when his orbs encounter the enchanting gaze of the florist, a most graceful and delicate maid, well then, he is enraptured by overwhelming sacred fervour. He consigns to oblivion his beloved spouse.
I can assure you that this is not the acting of a sly fox. He indeed is deprived of the remembrances of his previous mate. And with this fresh heart-fellow a vehement day he spends. How incredible is UM! Wherever he wends he misplaces his track. Whenever he rambles he relinquishes his remembrances. Upon waking up, UM finds himself submerged in the fragrant liquids of his most beloved bedfellow. Invested by an irresistible élan of gratitude, he dashes out into the terrace and reaches the jeweller’s shop in the main square. Now you can picture what occurs when he meets the jeweller’s daughter!
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| Handorian Nation of Ztakira |
Then, one day upon waking up, he finds himself submerged in the fragrant liquids of his ultimate most beloved mate. Invested by an irresistible élan of gratitude, he dashes out into the terrace and reaches Quiumakai. And indeed it is in Quiumakai that UM tenderly abides. How incredible is UM!
This is the story of UM, the one who dismisses his remembrances, the one who is perennially in love with you and us and them and me.”
(by Franco Santoro)
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