Тiнь Сонця - Пiсня Чугайстра
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Russian text (my translation (Ivan Chernyshov), a little crooked, but a bluer to the text)

In the rod thickets, where the light of the swamp does not smold
Where the Batu Black Blood Hordes lay down
Wrapped in a shroud, enchanted walks
Lesovik-chugaist and repeats quietly

"If you can, come to me and you,
If you want, you cut my water
Tell me something, I am alone.
You see, the wreath is floating along Pripyat.

Between the birches and pines of the web stretched
Wait in vain: the fate of the scales bent over
Swan with wormwood instead of bread flourish,
Yes, no one sees, no one knows that

Grin with bitter crying all swamps in Polesie
The leaves in the Drevlyansky forest were covered with as as ash
The poplar was crooked, hopelessly terribly sick
Evil winds from a poisoned field are Tele.

No, no longer will return everything that is dreaming
Dreams from fairy tales in oblivion
And the heart stopped fighting early
As if the young died
Only black raven will pay me
The wreath swims along Pripyat
And I will die, forgotten by everyone
Now forever alone ...