Текст песни Семиречье - Шаман

Night wormwood steppe but heaven in the sky,
Stars fire falls down.
Hour of the Bull, the fire was ashes
Sputnik my eye somknite.
Rises a pillar of smoke fluid,
Now we begin to dance.
I will put in a bunch of herbs boiler kolyuchih-
Polyhnet night as during the day!

Wings
Blacker than black,
dust
Yes, above the ground!
I Peel
Bane bowl
Yes gold!
Stone
In the valley of the Kan,
You do not
Catch me.
Will
The soul of the shaman
The hotter the fire.

I have put into the pot and feather firebird,
And fiery amber honey,
The claw of the beast, but the wolf's milk,
And from the top of neta ice
Because of the clouds eagle cry'll get,
Silver bind month.
Waves across the steppe, like the ocean:
Above the boiler, I tell fortunes.

Wings
Blacker than black,
dust
Yes, above the ground!
I Peel
Bane bowl
Yes gold!
Stone
In the valley of the Kan,
You do not
Catch me.
Will
The soul of the shaman
The hotter the fire.