Текст песни Черемша - Ведьма

Amid high oil, and marsh rot
Young girlfriend witch buried
Unravel braids under a big moon
From the icy water of the river krapeli

For the native rock, the forest and the river
Fly away, the witch flies away for ever
For the native rock, the forest and the river
Fly away, the witch flies away for ever

Amid high oil, and marsh rot
Witch goodbye said something
And burning stars and fires burning
And we looked at the sky ancient spruce
 
For the native rock, the forest and the river
Fly away, the witch flies away for ever
For the native rock, the forest and the river
Fly away, the witch flies away for ever

And the river roared and buzzed rock
And Taiga as if longing to them
And in the dark clouds of silver dust
Witch young winds carried away

For the native rock, the forest and the river
Fly away, the witch flies away for ever
For the native rock, the forest and the river
Fly away, the witch flies away for ever