Текст песни Новелла Матвеева - Костёр

In the quiet of the spring , in the quiet of the evening ,
away from the prairie , near the mountains,
was a farm, the farm was ,
and burned a fire near the farm .

In a wide pot brewed something
and next to someone sitting - dreamed .
The boiler is boiling , the fire fumed ,
him about something reminded .

That night came , the fire was gone,
the last coal faded , faded ,
and he sat , staring into the fire
he, too, disappeared , disappeared from view .

And we do not know , ah, we do not know ,
I was or was not to the land ,
that his heart was going quiet
and that it was cooked in the boiler.