#Irina Rimes

[mysticpolin]

Ielele: the nymphs, goddesses, and fairies of the Romanian lands.

In a dream, I found myself on a mountain where the ground was strewn with tiny black flowers, like stars scattered in a sea of shadow. Each flower glowed softly, whispering different stories despite their shared roots in the same dark soil.

A melody wove through the air—so delicate, yet so profound it stirred my very soul. It was a haunting sound that made my skin crawl, a blend of beauty and fear that beckoned me to seek its source.

In a moonlit glade, women appeared. Some were naked, their skin radiant under the celestial light; others wore long, translucent gowns as if spun from moonbeams and dreams. They danced in a circle, their movements a poetic dance of shadows and light, blurring the lines between the real and the imagined.

It is said that in the middle of the night, when the moon opens the door to the land of dreams, Ielele gather in hidden and mysterious places—deep in ancient forests, in moonlit meadows, by serene ponds, among clusters of conifers, along riverbanks, at crossroads, in abandoned houses, or even in the air itself.

There, they dance naked, in long white dresses, or sometimes wrapped in delicate veils that seem to be made of light and mystery, with tiny bells on their feet that ring with each graceful step they take. They stretch out their arms in a silent ritual, bringing with them a fleeting magic, a call wrapped in otherworldly melodies that fade into the night. The roots of old trees and the murmur of streams seem to witness their sacred dance, leaving behind a ring of scorched grass—a sign of their joy and their sorrow.

At times, Ielele appear only as fleeting shadows, vague, ghostly figures that flit through the air, or as passing visions full of joy and light. They are beautiful and enchanting but always out of reach, a forbidden dream that vanishes at dawn, leaving only the echo of their music and the memory of a magical night. In these moments, reality blends with fantasy, and the stillness of the place that was once a magical dance floor is filled with a mysterious sadness, like a secret known only to the moon and the Iele.

Usually, Ielele are not considered evil spirits. They only seek revenge when they're provoked, offended, or seen during their dance. In these cases, they punish the guilty by cursing them after putting them to sleep with their song and the whirl of their dance performed around them three times. In this way, they are similar to the Erinyes from Greek mythology.

Some incantations portray them as follows:

Voi Ielelor “You, Ielelor”

Măiestrelor “Masters of the Craft”

Dușmane oamenilor “Enemies of Humankind”

Stăpânele vântului “Mistresses of the Wind”

Doamnele pământului “Ladies of the Earth”

Că prin văzduh zburați “As you fly through the Air”

Pe iarbă lunecați “Gliding over the Grass”

Și pe valuri călcați “And treading on the Waves”

Vă duceți în locuri depărtate “You travel to Distant Places”

În baltă, trestie, pustietate “To Marshes, Reeds, and Wastelands”

Unde popă nu toacă “Where no Priest Sounds the Bell”

Unde fată nu joacă “Where no Maiden Dances”

Vă duceți în gura vântului “You go to the Mouth of the Wind”

Să vă loviți de toarta pământului. “To Clash against the Earth’s Edge.”

If you want to hear a modern version of this incantation, check out the song “Ielele” by Irina Rimes. It’s a beautiful blend of traditional and contemporary music, and I really enjoyed it.

There is so much more to discover about the Iele, so if you’re intrigued by this story, make sure to Google them and dive deeper into their myths and legends.

Thanks for exploring the world of the Iele with me. I hope you enjoyed learning about these mystical beings. Until next time, may your dreams be full of magic and wonder.

[nebunulcusentimente]

“Eu am acceptat suferința în viața mea ca pe un lucru necesar mie, ca să scriu și ca să pot să simt până la os, pentru că altfel o să înnebunesc”

- Irina Rimes

@nebunulcusentimente

[burningtacozombie]

Dan Balan & Irina Rimes - Ultima Noapte | Official Music Video

[13decembriee]

Irina Rimes-Acasă

[ancaxbre]

De ocazie🥰

[calandrinon]

Spotify: hey Cal! Eurovision is over and we heard you like Irina Rimes you should check this out

Me: let's do it

Me: how do you do that song embedding thing?

Me: oh no somebody has turned on the 'repeat this track 1000 times' option how terrible couldn't have been me

Me, reading the lyrics: who has loved foreigners... will eat a dog's heart?

Mihai Eminescu, for it is he [translated]:

Me: well that's a bit rude what did i do to you :'<

the parties to the Treaty of Berlin, 1878 [paraphrased]: oh Russia, of course you may have the lovely and fertile southern Bessarabia! shut up România the real countries are talking, why don't you and Bulgaria go and play with this unproductive river delta

Eminescu [probably not in English obvs]: All Romanians have complained to me.

Me: ah

Me: once again i must apologise for the crimes of my ancestral country

Eminescu [still not in English]: I probably still dislike you for probably so many reasons. *vanishes*

Me:

Me: oh man i need to get more sleep

[sm-11-11]

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[veevphotography]

Irina Rimes in Amsterdam📸

[ihrinmunteanu]

🧚🇲🇩❤️🇷🇴

[szuffersztar]

Irina Rimes-Ce s-a întâmplat cu noi

[burningtacozombie]

soundcheck + a fragment of the professional recording at the March 13 concert

[blackwinter555]

sometimes tzanca and irina heal a wound they didn't know existed

[gandurileandroginului]

The Voice of Romania, Final, 2023

Vlad Musta, Irina Rimes

[letras2wi]

Irina Rimes - Flori de mai Lyrics

Irina Rimes – Flori de mai | Official Music Video Lyrics, Letra Irina Rimes Strofa 1 Mi-au spus că iubirea trebuia Să fie cu totul altceva Nu închisoare, fără scăpare Când te iubești da’ nu te mai Mi-au spus că durerea e așa Un lucru trecător în viața ta Iubirea te-mbată, da’ este cu plată Când îl iubești da’ nu te mai Pre-refren Nu te mai, mai, ai, ai, ah Hai, spune-mi de ce stai Dacă nu ne…

[calandrinon]

I'm not saying that 3 Inimi is about throuples, I'm just saying that it's not not about throuples.

(of course i double checked the lyrics, all my shitposts are meticulously researched tyvm)

[sm-11-11]

-uite-mi sufletul , cunoaște mă , uite mă !