Долго шла я лесами темными
Долго шла я лесами темными,
Обгоняя Луну во тьме…
На ногах стерла в кровь мозоли я,
От ветвей с кровью пот на мне.
Окуналась водой холодною
В родниках у брегов крутых,
Обнимала просторы вольные
Колдовством в таинствах лесных.
По слезам на траве некошеной
Находила тропу свою…
И сквозь память осколком прошлого
Целовала Его Зарю…
Шла я долго лесами темными,
Обгоняя Луну во тьме…
На ногах стерла в кровь мозоли я,
От ветвей с кровью пот на мне.
Не забыла боль свою чистую
И все то, что живет во мне…
В непогоду в ночи я выстою,
Слыша песню твою во сне…
Long I waded through the dark forests..
Long I waded through the dark forests, overrunning
The moon in the gloom... The footsore I was,
Blood left by branches and sweat on me.
I soused the cold waters, in the springs near the heughs,
I embraced the chainless expanses
By the witchcraft in the forests mysteries... By the tears
On the grass uncut I found the path of my own...
And through the memory by a fragment of the past
His Dawn I Kissed... I didn’t forget my pure pain
And everything that lives inside me...
I will stand despite the nights weatherbeats
Hearing your song in a dream...
I walked for a long time in the dark forests
I walked for a long time in the dark forests,
Outrunning the moon in darkness ...
On my feet I erased corns in my blood
From the branches with blood sweat on me
Dipped in cold water
In the springs of the steep banks,
Hugging the open spaces
Witchcraft in the sacraments of the forest.
By the tears on the grass
I found my path ...
And through the memory of a shard of the past
Kissed His Dawn ...
I walked for a long time in the dark forests
Outrunning the moon in darkness ...
On my feet I erased corns in my blood
From the branches with blood sweat on me
I didn’t forget my pure pain
And all that lives in me ...
In bad weather in the night I will stand
Hearing your song in a dream ...
Long I waded through the dark forests ..
Long I waded through the dark forests, overrunning
The moon in the gloom ... The footsore I was,
Blood left by branches and sweat on me.
I soused the cold waters, in the springs near the heughs,
I embraced the chainless expanses
By the witchcraft in the forests mysteries ... By the tears
On the grass uncut I found the path of my own ...
And through the memory by a fragment of the past
His Dawn I Kissed ... I didn’t forget my pure pain
And everything that lives inside me ...
I will stand despite the nights weatherbeats
Hearing your song in a dream ...
