Текст песни Безумная Лори - Целебное зелье

Four drops of dew of the four flowers,
Morning buzzing bees, and the shadow of a cloud,
And the reflection of the moon in a pensive river
I boiled in its pot - and that balm is ready!

In the ancient fire on the wise fire
Healing Potion cook
And, as if in a dream, in a vague dream
These words say
Not knowing what was happening.

Four light breeze from the four sides,
Swift swift flight, stream transparent ring,
And the echo of that in the backwoods dutifully echoed us
I also put in a balm, that he became lighter.

In the ancient fire on the wise fire
Healing Potion cook
And, as if in a dream, in a vague dream
These words say
Not knowing what was happening.

Four fairies arrive to instruct and help,
And the raven in a mortar shell will crush,
And the hedgehog will drag me to a bundle of dried orchids,
And it will be a very long day and endless night ...

In the ancient fire on the wise fire
Healing Potion cook
And, as if in a dream, in a vague dream
These words say
Not knowing what was happening.