Текст песни Арья Макгрейн - Лесная тварь

Do not fall in love with a forest creature, you don’t touch its wings, you can distinguish it by its eyes and by wheezing from the darkness, don’t look at it, don’t touch it - it likes to play with people - and answer every question of it simply: "You are lying" .

She will lead you into the forest, bewitch, enchant. The braids are red, become thin, hands are fragile, like jade. Two jet - her eyes, built a camp and transparent speech. The skin, as if not, is pale, does not sparkle in the light of candles.
She looks like a mother and daughter, you are her like a beloved son. Chase her further into the night, you will not wait for her to be gray, you will not see her grandchildren with her - bewitching, bewitching, do not dare to give in to her: in her heart she does not keep love, not good and light, but midnight evil evil; she ripens in her for many years, she is not visible to anyone.
And from the birth of her hair - steel, gray hair inside her, but she is red-haired - so get old all the red rust in an instant. And from birth, the creature is dead, and from birth it is not here, and the grass does not crease under it - it silently enters its forest.

Her forest is far in the mountains, her forest is the bottom of the deep sea; through concrete grows in cities, it covers the steppes of valleys. And inaudibly she walks, as the old woman-death is stolen; her speeches are only water, and her speeches cannot be counted.
Who knows a little - no, he doesn’t lie, he just doesn’t tell the truth. Do you want to know the truth? - go ahead! - but do not complain, if your mind burns down, struck by the fact that it was impossible to know him. Do you want such problems? So do not ask why there is only darkness in her heart, why the forest hears her, why she calls you so, and why she needs the fire of heaven.

You don’t ask about anything, don’t fall in love with the forest creature: she always walks with a knife, if you meet her, hit him. If you meet her - kill, it will be easier for you and me. She loves people too much, not knowing how to love at all.

She is looking. Eyes - jet. Close the door before her. The sunset is dying in the forest, and she herself is a wild beast. No, not a beast, but a forest creature - will lead you along. Her wings are only ashes, cinder, and the pursuit is her fate.
Don’t fall in love with her, please. Drive, just close the door. If you hear a noise outside the door - wait, keep calm.
If he suddenly takes you away, your former home will become a forest, and the pursuit is now your common destiny. You are familiar with the queen of the forest, with the slave of darkness, she knows the fears by heart. So love her, love, love, and say three times bright "I swear."

"I swear" -
- the ash is crumbling down, the web is torn, like a thread is torn. Suddenly, threads of darkness flew up to heaven, and the forest creature began to twist them.

"I swear" -
she suddenly uttered a howl, and all the darkness disappeared into heaven. She whispers: “You are mine, you are mine,” having already stopped breathing for eight seconds.

"I swear" -
- she arched; wild wheezing; and the forest shook, through the forest sorrow. You look at her - look, look: she is dead, what she should be. If you ask: "Why did I swear what?" - Just remember, perhaps, her words. Her tears will rain down on you, the forest will hug you - she hugged.

Do not forget her. Swear it.

"I swear!" -
- the forest creature comes to life. If you go out, if you keep it, you will never hear goodbye. There is no longer room for darkness in her heart, dying twice - the light will rise. She will forever be your fate, she will forever be your dawn.

The braids are red, become thin, hands are fragile, like jade. Anyone who can understand me will love her, save her.
Do not fall in love with a forest creature if you know that something is not you.
The queen of the forest is tired of waiting. But I am waiting.
Will you deliver me from the darkness?