Текст песни Екатерина Болдырева - Баньши

I live for a thousand years and every dawn
I walk along the water to my rocks under the moss
I am to my air waves
Fooling heads in love
There in the wind, I think if I die.
Who will it pour into the mouth
All this beauty

To die is pitiful and greedy
Tearing off the boundless
And an immortal enchanting look
My miserly heart hurts.

I've been singing for a thousand years. My cry does not lie
Those who hear him are already called from above
Their remainder is short-lived, shorter than cedar needles.
After all, here they are only wanderers
Looking through gloomy fingers
From the crypt door to their flight
My living heart sings.

Once upon a time there lived a rhymer and a violinist
In a swamp in the dark, he heard my cry
But pitying me, he folded a song
And from that day I lived a long life
The ancient strings of the earth found a relationship with him
The wind carried him away too
Here they are quick guests, but when a ripe bunch
My last sunrise will fall
O heaven, who will sing for me?

I live for a thousand years ...