Текст песни Трофимова Арина - Ночь на Ивана Купала

Where clearing the river closes hands
And the tops of the trees scratch the clouds
Our life will float on channels wreaths
Come back soon, and I do not torment you
In uncut grass do not fly Sokolyonok
Today I fell on Midsummer
And he slept through the eyes and soul of bleached
All went wandering fire but sought

In prolese dark black snow
Swept path so go find
Wind yes yes Dew lights
Heaven shaking his head circling

My dear daughter, you are a bird flew
And I gave to drink all night soul pure turpentine
I hasten to escape outside the village to the wind
Jump over the fire without having forgotten to pray

In prolese dark black snow
Swept path so go find
Wind yes yes Dew lights
Heaven shaking his head circling

After playing with that night so hushed
Yes, the heavens opened wide injury rumors
That bear hunting eh searched the crowd
Dances of lights for night ruined soul
According unexplored paths do not fly Sokolyonok
Today I fell on Midsummer
And he slept through the eyes and soul of bleached
All went wandering fire but sought

In prolese dark black snow
Swept path so go find
Wind yes yes Dew lights
Heaven shaking his head circling