Текст песни Светлана Киракосян - Перунов цветок

Pecherny Yuri

Fern flower

When on Ivan Kupala
Bonfires lit up on Bald Mountain
An asterisk fell into my hands
Flowers bloomed in the tall grass.
Gone and melted dreams.

The spirit world descended to earth
And the doors opened for witches, sorcerers.
I believe in the old belief -
I'm ready to look for Perunov's flower,
To throw off all the weight of the shackles.

The July night is hot ...
And somewhere in the darkness, in a hidden wilderness
Suddenly burst into bloody fire
That color briefly near the ground.
Would you take the risk? So try it - rip it off!

Shrouded in mystery legend
And the blood runs cold in my veins, and scary seriously!
Fulfilling any desire
Will lure the flower into the world of illusions and dreams.
Will you come back? Question...

The short night faded.
The lights went out. The fog descended.
The secret of the flower was not revealed to me.
Perhaps it's all fiction, cunning deception?
But the secret is still drunk ...