Текст песни Natural Spirit - Ворожба зимнего солнца

Slows Horse his run,
Grandfathers stood in a charm
Oh you Winter-Winter
Goy, you are red Kolyada

Goy, Kolyada, Goy, Kolyada
Burn, burn, clear steal
Tongues of fire danced
The winter sun was met

I hold my breath waiting for a guest
Wax dropping into the water, I wonder-guess
Maybe a wanderer wind knocks on my door
Can a friend heart, falcon yasnolitsii

What a thread twisted fate
Water will tell me
A string of prophetic dreams
Narrated, hear my call

What was and what is
Oh yes all Velesova
Point the spindle
What is destined in the future

Unclean spirits, ghosts come,
Branches of hands are dry, drooping heads
Far from the bonfires
Names forgotten echoes