Горькая Луковица - Ведьма
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I'd like to stand in the field
And not in a birch fire
And the one who gathered brushwood
Oh, but I've found my own misfortune
They say witches are evil
They say everyone is bad
But she wanted to live quietly
Where Likho walks with her
How much pain she's endured
From sword and slaughter
Dragged along the roads
Dragged to the fire in blood
I'd like to stand in the field
And not in a birch fire
And the one who gathered brushwood
Oh, but I've found my own misfortune
My heart has become a black darkness
Crows are circling in the sky
The witch will sing a song
And a curse will come
Sing, witch, sing your song
The thunder rolls
Let the people of the earth know
Your evil voice
Sing, witch, sing your song
The thunder rolls
Let the people know Earthly
Your voice is evil
So many winters have passed since then
This world has become completely different
People have forgotten those years
Some kind of disaster happened
But the witch remembers as if it were today
Her bloody, terrible decree
She lives alone in the depths of the forest
Sings alone to herself
I wish I could just go and stand in the field
And not by the birch fire
And the one who gathered brushwood
Oh, but he found his own misfortune
I wish I could just go and stand in the field
And not by the birch fire
And the one who gathered brushwood
Oh, but he found his own misfortune
Oh, but he found his own misfortune
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