Текст песни Тамлин - Я ставлю в доме эту ветвь

I put this branch in the house
Like a memory of days gone by
About the ancient world and spring,
What came before me.
I put this branch in the house
As a memory of the world without the moon
Rays of two luminiferous trees
And to those who dream about them
I put this branch in the house,
Sorrow for the tree of kings
What was reborn again and again
And there were white clouds
I put this branch in the house
Gift of a snowy northern winter
The prickly gift of winds and ice
Like a memory of spring steps
Let my shelter and hearth be miserable
And outside the window the darkness thickened
Here the voices of friends sound
Hope and love are alive ..