Лора Бочарова - Ведьма Огня
текст песни

In the turmoil past night
A restless shadow on the wall ...
Full Moon Blessed daughter
Scattered in a suffocated dream ...
She does not dream of meadows and fields,
She will not see good eyes
Before her is the lord of the fire
Gives a silent order:
Realize yourself! Love yourself!
Call me!
Take care of yourself and know me!
I keep you!
Charming sleep paints,
Transitions of unsteady ideas,
The witch is left alone again
And calls his faithful animals!
Silver wolves of the moon
She is carried on themselves again
Not hitting a single string
The silent violin of heaven ...
Realize yourself! Love yourself!
Call me!
Take care of yourself and know me!
I keep you!
Only waking up from the evening dawn,
She divorced a marvelous fire
And turned under the white moon
Witchcraft, immense tent ...
Naked witch of a dashing
The evil potion was welded from herbs
Lured a shepherd to her
And she courageous with him until the morning ...
Realize yourself! Love yourself! Call me!
Take care of yourself and know me!
I keep you!
And when the roosters are drunk,
Having assumed the hated dawn,
The witch will throw sins on the coals ...
There is nothing to know what is not!
Throwing a guy in the forest alone,
A reckless witch of fire
Will retire to the tent to rest,
Hugging a night horse!
Realize yourself! Love yourself!
Call me!
Take care of yourself and know me!
I keep you!