Текст песни Алена Полынь - Чаровница

On Kupaylo, on Kupaylo I collected grass
In the river I bathed my body,
In the field of spirits I call
On Kupaylo, on Kupaylo I drove a round dance,
So I drove that I’m tired
You are about to come

To the cupola, to the cupola I drove a round dance,
So I drove that I’m tired
You are about to come
I will lasso you in the net, I washed with dew
Oh, we will have children
You will only be mine

On the cupola, on the cupola the night will give us warmth,
How --- then she screamed
How forgotten by a sweet dream
And washed by the dew of witching fragrant herbs,
I became your wife, knowing the passion of Kupala

On Kuypalo, on the cupola, I collected grass
In the river I bathed my body,
In the perfume field I call
And washed by the dew of witching fragrant herbs,
I became your wife, knowing the passion of Kupala.