Субботний Вечер - Ведьма
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One night, on Ivan Kupala
The boys gathered for a picnic at a late hour
And the group sat and drank moonshine
But a strong wind blew and their fire went out
And the moon shone red in the sky
And from the thicket of the forest they suddenly heard a howl
The boys abandoned their clothes at the banquet
We rushed home at that fatal moment
Only the evil witch prevented him from getting out of the forest
That she stood in a white dress and waved her hand after
The clouding of their minds led to their cliff
Where did shamans in the last century cast magic for their
Taking a step back, the guys fell off the cliff
Heading towards the cold shallow river
The ghosts had a blast today
Having organized a fierce holiday on a foreign island
And in the morning the wind died down and the sun began to shine
The whole village was looking for the missing boys
We rustled through the whole forest and only got lucky
Grandfather Kirill who drank all night long
Behind my garden by the river
Grandfather almost moved his horses when he saw corpses in the water
Angry at his wife for dying of boredom
And in the guise of a witch I was looking for a friend
This is a very cool song
And I confirm this, comrades
That's cool Butthead