Текст песни Лора Провансаль - Ведьма

The last night in turmoil
Restless shadow on the wall.
Full moon dissolute daughter
Dispersed in a suffocating dream.
She does not dream of meadows and fields,
She will not see kind eyes -
Before her is the Lord of Fire
Gives a silent order.

Realize yourself.
Love yourself.
Call me.

Take care of yourself
And get to know me.
I keep you.

Fascinated by the colors of sleep
Transitions of shaky ideas
The witch is left alone again
And calls his faithful friends
Silver wolves of the moon
They carry it again
Without hitting a single string
The silent violin of heaven

Realize yourself.
Love yourself.
Call me.

Take care of yourself.
And get to know me.
I keep you.

Only waking up from the evening dawn
She kindled a wondrous fire
And rolled under the white moon
Witch's immense tent
The naked witch is dashing -
An evil potion made from herbs
Lured a shepherd into the fire
And swaggered with him until the morning

Realize yourself.
Love yourself.
Call me.

Take care of yourself.
And get to know me.
I keep you.

And when the roosters crow,
Heralding the hated dawn
The witch will cast sins on the coal
And there is no need to know what is not
Throwing a guy in the woods alone
Reckless Fire Witch
Retire to the tent to rest,
Hugging the night horse

Realize yourself.
Love yourself.
Call me.

Take care of yourself.
And get to know me.
I keep you.