Огонь [Ogon'] [English translation]

I will gather words in the forests,

I will let the fire drink wine.

Grass like a wave under my sickle,

I will dilute hope with dreams.*

Creating you means

Being mute for three years.

Heart is boiled in milk,

A nettle leaf, fire in the eyes.

Moonlight on your hand,

And a red ornament on your shirt.

Red rooster on the shirt,

I am not one to spare fire

How my breath would get caught in my throat from smoke,

And how brightly the knyaz [prince] would smile!

To enchant you means

Walking barefoot on coals.

To kiss you

Is to count stars under the ashes.

To weave the grass in the space of three years,

To embroider the path with dark hairs,

To gather all the fire sparks for it -

And so what if my fingers burn with pain.

Wordlessly i share my blood between the both of us,

Snows will turn black by spring,

With a crimson ribbon of night fires

I will give my soul to you.

Know this, ashes -

I have cried away all my tears.

You too, sap, listen -

I have chased away all the winds.

Where should i get warmth now -

I have given away all my soul,

But another has found you,

Another has led you by the hand,

For this i have cursed her.

There will come a time, and there will come a night..

In a hungry and starless hour

Run away, the one who separated us -

For my knyaz [prince] will turn into fire.

House and forest will flare like gunpowder,

And his path will lead to my land,

As soon as the hem of skies begins to smoulder

Take all of me, as I am!

• Artist:Melnitsa
• Album:Зов крови (2006)