Текст песни Крайня хата - Іванове зілля

John herb blooms in Carpathians
In the dark woods as the moon rise.
Who is the flower of his picks, he hath put in his hands, |
That happiness and destiny ever find. | (2)

John potions John potion
John herb blooms once.
And as spring comes once in grass |
Once love comes to us. | (2)

John potions John potion
John herb blooms once.
Who is the flower of his picks, he hath put in his hands, |
That happiness and destiny ever find. | (2)