Текст песни Казма-Казма - Отчего ты голову повесил

Why did you become cheerless,
Low head hung?
Maybe the snakes did not get along with you.
That crushed, then gently stroked.

You fly, fly, fly, fly, fly, my bright falcon
Loud clapping of wings
Fly, do not nourish,
Nourish, do not say goodbye,
Behind the forest, with the woods.
Edge distant, wonderful place.

Well, I have a cold serpent
forever in the grass
I'll stay.
Or tucheyu weeping Isola in the womb of the sea,
Or I find myself tree.