ВЕРВЬ - Ягель
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He who is not beaten in his youth -
Freely plays pranks in his youth,
And for one who is beaten, they give
Two unbeaten men - they won't take.
I was born a pagan,
I am enchanted for centuries
By those who have found peace
Only with their backs in the lichen.

With their backs in the lichen.

There is no rest for the legs - fools,
And a beard like a shovel!

Have a pitchfork, don't torment me, lift me up
And embrace me like a brother.

There is no rest for the legs - fools,
And a beard like a shovel!

He who is not beaten in his youth -
Freely plays pranks in his youth,
And for one who is beaten, they give
Two unbeaten men - they won't take.
I was born a pagan
I have been enchanted for centuries
By those who have found peace
Only with their backs in the lichen.
With their backs in the lichen.

For thirty winters, I couldn't see smoke from my window,
Like Muromets, I gave water to the Magi and came back to life.
I patched up body wounds with yarrow,
But I opened wounds in my heart, I plugged them with lichen.

Feel with your feet
Either coals or sand dunes.
Place your palms
To a shovel or an icon.
And lie down in the chamber
As if in lichen, closing your eyes.