Наташа Пташка - Расскажи...
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Tell me, my dear friend, come on, inject yourself,
how did you get away with it so easily,
these months without love for me?
Open the curtain of secrets - what a window
How so calm and carefree,
Have you been living without remembering me for a long time?
If there is any recipe, a medicine man,
be so merciful - share,
tell me how you feel.
Maybe I need to drink something, anoint somewhere
eat some magical nonsense?
Newt tail, skin wings,
the lark's heart is in the oven
dried, ground into dust.
Spring dew, with the color of fern, a bunch of rue - herbs
a third of the tears of virgins - ugh,
this is clearly not from that chapter...
Maybe there is some kind of witchcraft ritual...
On a full moon, at the crossroads of seven roads,
spit three times, throw with your right hand
over the left shoulder, a handful of cemetery soil,
so that by the power of the witches, love and misfortune will be taken away from me?
Now I’m ready to do a lot to dry it up inside me,
passion that mercilessly destroys,
to the only one - you...
It’s a pity, I’m completely weak in conspiracies these days
sorcery and divination...
It is visible to live until the end of days,
with a soul devoted to this fate...