Butterfly Temple - Обо-ра-тень.
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Where the edge of the sun is crushed, and the spell of the day is extinguished,
The amulet is given to me by the moon!
Stringing smoke to gunpowder, mold of moss,
The water flickers with sparks.
Air round dance in evening clouds
Shakes the stars in his hands.
Where the night is breathing in the sky, the dew is
The amulet is given to me by the moon!

And in streams strives in the thicket of light,
Water flows inaudibly secret channel of years ...
Moon Sadness froze on the crowns of wild cliffs
I keep the lunar amulet forever!
All the power of the wind is the heart of the rocks!
Mad a storm stings a flurry !!!

The night of thunderstorms will explode night,
And dust of the water nervous train
It will take a storm of wild stars,
Touching the sky with a tip!
I will flash in a dance with a whirlwind
Above the gray gloomy night below.
The wing of the rain of the rain
The road is in the morning ...

The morning is already shining with a clear dew,
The birds woke up in the sky with an affectionate zero ...
But the edge of the sun is crushed, and the shadow attracts there,
Where the Moon gives the amulet!
Where cranberries are a fool, in ravines like ash,
Swallow the bins on the bins ...
Where the Filin-Chance scares the wolf howl,
I go there with my path.
Where the night is breathing in the sky, the dewy of white grass -
There is often a charm-moon!