Текст песни Черемша - Ведьма

Among the high fir trees and swamp rot
Young girlfriend witch buried
Spit unravel under the big moon
From the icy river water krapeli

For the native rock for forests and rivers
Fly away, the witch flies away for ever
For the native rock for forests and rivers
Fly away, the witch flies away for ever

Among the high fir trees and swamp rot
Witch goodbye said something
And burning stars and the fires burned
And looked into the sky ancient spruce
 
For the native rock for forests and rivers
Fly away, the witch flies away for ever
For the native rock for forests and rivers
Fly away, the witch flies away for ever

And the river roared and buzzed rock
And taiga as if longing to them
And in the dark clouds of silver dust
Witch young winds carried away

For the native rock for forests and rivers
Fly away, the witch flies away for ever
For the native rock for forests and rivers
Fly away, the witch flies away for ever