Текст песни Наталья Афанасьева - Йаванна

Words and music of Natalia Afanasyeva
(from the "Valakwant" cycle)
On the green meader, the spring -
Golden water.
Forest inhabitant used -
Here you can be born.
Dew full glade -
Yavannah, Yavannah, Yavannah.

Forces picks up sprout,
Fucking, bold and thin.
Appears in time
In the spots of deer.
How are you generous enough
Yavannah, Yavannah, Yavannah.

* On the shore - ku-ku,
Drop from the bottom is cold,
Herbs, earth, fields,
Wind in the wilderness rustle
Joyful, green, cloth
Yavannah, Yavannah, Yavannah.

The wind leafs by the rules
Page clouds,
Sunrise is drawn on them
And clean birds
Mountains series and Savannna,
Yavannah, Yavannah, Yavannah.

Tresh high to become
Crowns wreath radiant
Forces of your grace
In every living particle
Echo forests Prozozdno
Yavannah, Yavanna, Yavanna