Crying tree , wall destroyed
Branches chopped , dried roots .
Wind breaks the web with the gray face of the gods.
Single yardstick road measured
Sharpened arrows , bows checked.
Raven shows us the way wing clouds.
So , candle in hand , a star in his bosom ,
Pei yes enjoy yourself known holiday,
Sing to the high steeper single shaman .
Bay tambourine sun set ,
Will rite , it went wrong ,
Emptying the stars will disappear from the swamp fog.
Believe me, brother - warrior nighttime capsize ,
Open wounds , wraith would rise ,
Fall seed destiny, weeds sprout .
Fall out of bone, a backfire,
Heart is cool, so the echo ,
Decrepit old woman Yaga believe the time will come.
So , candle in hand , a star in his bosom ,
Pei yes enjoy yourself known holiday,
Sing to the high steeper single shaman .
Bay tambourine sun set ,
Will rite , it went wrong ,
Emptying the stars will disappear from the swamp fog.
