Ой, несу чемерника й долю свою
Іду до люди серед пітьми
Най учує Дух
The stars shine, it's yule
And your eyes like ancient jewels.
Mother Nature is calling you
To pick
Oracle Flower, flower, flower
Spirits hear the yew wood
Feel yourself with magic fuelled
Mother Nature is calling You
To pick
Oracle Flower, flower, flower
I'm not afraid of darkness
In my childhood, I had that stress
Saw spirits in life starkness
After some nightmares, I became fearless
I was singing to hidden traces
I was ready to see those faces
I was teasing myself, overcoming myself
Didn't want to be cowardly dog waiting for death.
No-no
Ooooo
No-no-no, eh!
The stars shine, it's yule
And your eyes like ancient jewels.
Mother Nature is calling you
To pick
Oracle Flower, flower, flower
Spirits hear the yew wood
Feel yourself with magic fuelled
Mother Nature is calling You
To pick
Oracle Flower, flower, flower
Guardians of blood and kin,
Watch us here as we begin.
Protect from darkness,
Guide us, ancestral spirits!
Хранителі крові та роду, від початку Оратти.
Захистіть від зла, не дайте душов задрімати.
Духи предків, ведіть крізь мряку й холод
Освітіть шлях й наше спільне коло.
Несу чемерника й долю свою
Іду до люди крізь зло й пітьму
Ааааааа, все віддаю
Мирро на скронях, чуй ня Дух!