Текст песни Екатерина Ачилова - Подружка чародея

I believe you, my dear,
But, tell me how I should be, poor -
You came yesterday,
And today I came by the wind.
You tore off the gate - went out,
You broke the weather vane on the roof,
On the village I go - I hear,
How people laugh after me:
Like, you can understand a bird-beast,
Others do not even have that,
But, think about how difficult it is,
To be in a state of trouble with the wind.
I'm not angry - miracles, enchantments,
But my younger brother said to me frowningly:
"Are you a sorcerer of a couple?"
And beautiful, but a fool.
And your father is angry with you
Yes, afraid to raise his hand,
Well, when you came in as a bird,
I made a nest and fell asleep, now.
At the gate a black dog barks,
I hear, I feel - your friend-messenger ...
Mother grumbles: "He knows you,
Whose mistress is the bride.
Oh, they hit like chickens in a pluck,
What a dashing life in the house,
People have wonders easier -
They plow, sow, milk the cows,
They will pour it into the cottage cheese,
The grain is a spike, the bread is kvass ... "
Could it really be all that - a drag?
Have you not jinxed me for an hour?
Oh, I'm tired - there is no urine,
Each appearance of yours means something ...
I love you very much,
But I'm sitting here and crying.