Опричь - Купала
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The sun lay on the canvas.
A shadow stretched out in the dust of the road.
And after the echo of the distant thunder
Slowly by night the day is rolling.

The banks of the river-beregin,
Where the herbs stick to blue -
The idols of our gods
Put the trees!
Glory, Zaryanza-Zara!
As long as the stars are burning -
Rejoice our bonfires
Bonfires to the sky!

How in those forests bonfires are burning
Dida Lada and Dida Lado
At a bonfire those people are worth
Dida Lada and Dida Lado
People stand and trebies create
Dida Lada and Dida Lado
Trebies create and Kupala!
Dida Lada and Dida Lado

The forest was full of ritual
I wolf, whispered,
The game rushed ...
Gullet!
Through a bonfire with a jump -
Yes, a roaming night
He is jamming again!
Yes, to the pool from the run!
Gullet!
Hot, dope, getting drunk - falls -
Yes, the song rings in the ears!
The round dance closes in the ring -
In the amulet - in a whirlwind!
Flame with a blush on the faces -
Yes to the sky by a bird
Yes people are a string
It is in the dance.
So praise!
Gullet!

... Yes, the dawn over the water stretches with smoke,
Yes with honey dew ...
Yes, scoop up a sip of the river with your hand,
Yes, wash your faces.
Yes, wreaths float away
On the flow - in Dal,
Yes, the sun rises, dropping into the water
The blinding gold of the day!