Текст песни ККХ - Канун Купалы

Not a fog whitens in a dark grove
Our Lady walks in a dark grove,
Along the green hills, along the valleys
Gathers God's herbs by night.

Only evening was left to them,
And even then the sun is running out:
They will spruce up the west with black needles,
Golden sunset iconostasis ...

It’s damp in the valleys, the shadows have fallen
The meadows are turning blue, the dew has fallen,
Smells under the dew
The golden crown shines on the grove.

Like fog, her clothes are white
Blue eyes are like stars
She will collect flowers and herbs
And carry them to the throne of God.

Soon the night - they only left the night
And the next morning they will cut them with braids,
But they will not cut it off - the sun will destroy it with heat.
And the Mother of God will say to her son:

'Look, beloved child,
How the earth blossomed and showed off!
Yes, a short-lived century of earthly pleasures:
In the world of Death, she rules Life. '

But Christ says to her: 'Mother! not the sun
Only the darkness of the night covers the earth:
Death does not destroy the seed, but cuts it off
Only flowers from the seed of the earth.

And the earthly seed will not run out.
Mowing Death - Love will sow again.
Rejoice, Beloved! You'll
Comfort yourself to the end of the century! '