Текст песни Светлица - Пить просил

Late evening, early morning
He drove a horse
Flying far like a duck
Through you.
Oh, prophesied: you will not return -
The path is black.
He didn’t heed the voices, he survived the dawn -
Do not return.

And horses, horses carried in the wind,
Have you taken me, good, to me?
Behind fast mountain rivers - a lot of strength,
And you - unwashed, unfed - asked to drink.

Ice water, delicious water
Key
I will drink you, I will destroy you
My dear.
Nightingale in love, from the forest he
Voted.
Aren't you in vain at my gate
I asked for a drink.

Come, I’ll give you the drink of the proud to the full.
Come, I will bury you, gentle, until the morning.
Wrong were ignorant those saying
What is black and inevitable is a way to distant lands.

And my clothes were white
And your hopes were bright
The Lord illuminated the high heavens
On the ground - right under our feet - he dropped happiness.