Текст песни DRYGVA - Купальская ахвяра

This is your last summer evening
The moon mourns with you.
He hugged the world coldly over his shoulders
And will try to rest.

And tomorrow will be your last day,
Which will bring life around.
Your destiny was suddenly overshadowed,
With your soul you will be forgotten.

Your name is Kupala!
Terrible looks in the community.
Black waves closed,
Leaving only circles on the water.

The sunlight will be clouded,
The wind whispers to the young groves
As becoming a Kupala victim,
You have become a human salvation.

Black waves closed,
Leaving only circles on the water.

And the next morning transparent dew
On river grasses will lie.
These are bitter maiden tears
Under the beam of grace shine.