Текст песни Линии судьбы - Ночь на Ивана Купала

Ducks will flash over the reeds
And the otter in the pool will splash
People will stretch out their hands to the sky
When the sun dies slowly

And everyone knows about separation
And everyone knows about fate
People will stretch their hands to the moon
When the stars smile from the sky
When the stars smile from the sky

In the night, night, night on Ivan Kupala (4 times)

Mermaids from the river
With wreaths in dark hair
Hands will reach out to you
With a pale smile on my lips

And the pagan forest will wake up
And will stand in the temple of Perun
And the sacrificial blood will drink
Steel ruled by ancient runes
Steel ruled by ancient runes

In the night, night, night on Ivan Kupala (4 times)

On linen curls - white wreaths
To grieve, to grieve oh yes, not out of hand
It will bloom on Midsummer's Day in a century-old forest
Fern blossom oh yeah not good

Our Lord Christ has not yet been born
And the angel did not bring us the good news
Bonfires will be lit on Ivan Kupala
The sparks of the ancient night are hot, sharp

In the night, night, night on Ivan Kupala