Текст песни TROLLWALD - У гушчарах

The bright moon hid behind the clouds
The path is not visible at night.
A man in a dark oak grove is drunk
A wild voice shouts.
His wife abandoned him and attacked him in the tavern
Beer and bread wine.
Sweat doesn't know how it turned out
In the woods under an old dwarf.

“This is my grandmother
Bribed the innkeeper.
He poured poison on me
In a glass of bread wine.
I will take revenge on these whores,
I will tear them like a bagpipe.
See god, home the way
In this darkness I will find.

The wind in the trees plays deftly,
The sky cried with heavy rain.
It was as if the weather had played an evil joke
With a drunken stupid man.
The way through the thickets of the forest is not easy -
Darkness and swamp around.
"Where do you wander, where did you get lost,
My defender is an angel? "