Текст песни Веня Дркин - На Ивана Купала

The canvas on which was a forest
In what was a house
In which I lived
That did not sleep
In anticipation of miracles
It burned to the ground
As gray willow
Beyond the edge of the village
On Midsummer

A bittern that wailing about us
Singing about birds
Similar on Light
Cross Ball us
That did not save
I hugged
With me I was
Beyond the edge of the village
On Midsummer

Now only the black attic
Blacker than black night
That there
Where owls Yes Owl
My brother called
I hear the voice of Owl
So someone today
Candle lights
On Midsummer

Bonfire - my only friend
At dawn extinguished
Only I know what
Why he was blind
What he was deaf
Do not wait until morning
she died
On charcoal fire
On Midsummer

In a passionate dusk candles
Clothing falls from the shoulders
I hold in my hand crowning
See you soon
On Midsummer