Текст песни Ю.Ключарёва - Плач Ярославны

The month is thin.
 A ray of sonorous
 The sky has touched,
 As if I woke up.

 And to me it is not enough,
 Wait tired,
 I looked through the windows,;
 All turned gray.

 I'll go out into the field,
 I'll click the mountain,
 Yes with him in an embrace,
 Yes along the path ...

 Hey! Ireno, the light of the gaps
 On the battlefield!
 My prayers
 Smoke is spreading.
 Return it alive
 Out of the darkness of the night!
 Undo your eyes!

 Where are you, prince,
 In the camp of the enemy,;
 Ran is not omoyu
 Bitter tear ...

 Wild wind
 The arrows are methyl.
 Hanged Well done
 Under the sword of the Polovtsians!

 Darkness thick
 It covers
 With smoke and daunting,
 Bloody canopy.

 Hey! Stribozhya pipe,
 Raging dust,
 Feather feather grass!
 Disaster trouble!
 I'm hard as I'm delirious
 Enemies of the Curse
 For our brothers.