Текст песни Яна Чернявская - Волчьи тропы

Wolf trails impassable ,
Veles dreams breathes forest
Where the gods are loved more
And it is not touched by the peace of heaven ...
Where women are witches,
And dreams are easy warriors
There, in the June full moon ,
Take away all the sadness fires .

Sometimes grows hops
Secret ancestors tight ligature,
And so want to believe the wind ,
In the vast grasslands abyss.
This antiquity in the blood and the heart,
And in the forgotten pattern of words
Sanctuary in memory of the door ,
In the protected ancient times.

Hear ... wandering in the forest Fairy tales,
In Emerald , the midnight hour .
Smiling, take off their masks
Those who lived on earth before us.