Текст песни Калевала - Сон-Река

Fell mist on the wind proud shoulders
Song watered the grass with dew
Howling flew over valleys merlin
Heart of Heaven returning home

Son River pulls me in his cradle
Tearing off the chain!
And it is possible that tomorrow we are waiting for daylight,
white star is born! ...

There was grief - but the clouds overtook
Ravens by playing over his head
Ponytail witch -zapletaesh
zapryazhesh wagon of death-not catch,
that will take away vernal floods, with you! ....

Son River pulls me in his cradle
Tearing off the chain!
And it is possible that tomorrow we are waiting for daylight,
white star is born! ...

Fell drowsy fog on the ground
Ravens by playing over his head
molvinets hears tired heart -
a stranger in the hut by the stove is not warm,
if you do not remember the way, the way home!

Son River pulls me in his cradle
Verigo dropping off!
And it is possible that tomorrow we are waiting for daylight,
white star is born! ...