Текст песни Огнелис - У ночного костра

We go through the worlds, holding a coin in his hand,
We soar in the clouds, like a bird, freely and voluntarily.
Over the midnight fire boil water in a kettle,
Minstrel brute force, in the shade, clamps chords.

It broadcasts stories to us from distant worlds,
Untwining bright canvas embroidery - lives and destinies.
Tales of good will wrap shoulder invisible veil
And roll apple word in a silver platter.

Make your song and drink at night fire,
Up until the summer fairytale laughing on the heart.
Let the forgotten faces, who came here for the night,
But the magical feeling of the soul will not let forget.