Lyrics Духи Предков - Ночь на купалу
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Уж как ночи коротки,
Гой, на Купалу.
Собирается народ,
Гой, на Купалу.
Песней звонкой встречали Купалу,
Разжигали костры на закате,
Разнотравье в венки заплетали,
И пускали на волны речные.
Долго зима нас жгла морозом лютым,
Лицо земли в холодный снег укутав.
Не убежать из ледяного плена,
Сто сорок дней здесь правила Марена.
Но не вечно злилась вьюга-пурга,
Отзвучала и умчалась весною.
Ручьями убежали снега,
Растекаясь по оврагам водою.
Катится коло
В жаркое лето.
Стали ночи коротки,
Гой, на Купалу.
Разгораются костры,
Гой, на Купалу
В темных чащах шептались деревья,
Набирались травы целебной силы.
Хороводы кружились по солнцу,
Эхо песням в лесах отзывалось.
Катится коло в жаркое лето,
В таинстве ночи соединяя
Солнце и месяц, небо и землю,
Пламя и воду, смерть и рожденье.
So the nights are short
Goy, to the Kupala.
People are gathering
Goy, to the Kupala.
Kupala was greeted with a ringing song
They made bonfires at sunset
Forbs weaved in wreaths,
And let the river waves.
Long winter, we were burned by the fierce frost,
The face of the earth wrapped in cold snow.
Do not run away from ice captivity
For one hundred and forty days Marena rules.
But the snowstorm blizzard didn’t always get angry,
Unheard and sped off in the spring.
Streams of snow ran away
Spreading over ravines with water.
Kolo rolls
On a hot summer.
The nights are short
Goy, to the Kupala.
Bonfires flare up
Goy, at the Kupala
Trees whispered in the dark thickets
Herbs of healing power were gathered.
Round dances circled in the sun
Echoing songs in the woods responded.
Kolo rolls in the hot summer,
In the mystery of the night
The sun and the month, heaven and earth,
Flames and water, death and birth.
Goy, to the Kupala.
People are gathering
Goy, to the Kupala.
Kupala was greeted with a ringing song
They made bonfires at sunset
Forbs weaved in wreaths,
And let the river waves.
Long winter, we were burned by the fierce frost,
The face of the earth wrapped in cold snow.
Do not run away from ice captivity
For one hundred and forty days Marena rules.
But the snowstorm blizzard didn’t always get angry,
Unheard and sped off in the spring.
Streams of snow ran away
Spreading over ravines with water.
Kolo rolls
On a hot summer.
The nights are short
Goy, to the Kupala.
Bonfires flare up
Goy, at the Kupala
Trees whispered in the dark thickets
Herbs of healing power were gathered.
Round dances circled in the sun
Echoing songs in the woods responded.
Kolo rolls in the hot summer,
In the mystery of the night
The sun and the month, heaven and earth,
Flames and water, death and birth.