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The Herbalist

Spread your light across the fields,
Meet in chamber Sunny King
And his golden glance

To you,
I will say my praising words,
With two bundles of green herbs
Among vernal grass

Casting spell of herbs and leaves,
Fairy song of golden dreams
I will sing out loud

Sing, my sister, sing with me!
Golden-haired you, just like me,
Your light inflames blood!

Like a snake my memories are,
All my dreams have gone afar
In shades of the night

I remember seas of woes,
And the earth took too much souls
In doleful night-time

But I
Know there soon will be sunrise,
Spread anew your sunny light
Above our lives!

Let the fields reborn once more
And the earth will be like gold
For yields of new times!

Russian version: «Травница».


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