Аля Дульцева - Ведьма - текст песни, слова, перевод, видео

Don't trust the sky, it brings rain, wind, rain, thunderstorms, sadness, tears... Don't trust the sky, it will carry you away into fiction...

Don't trust the wind, the wind flutters your skirt, bends the grass in the field, drives the clouds in the sky... Don't believe the wind that whistles the "witch"...

Don't trust the herbs, they will deceive you with dope, they will take you into the field and take away your will... Don't trust them, witch, you yourself are responsible... You are now the force, the fifth element, the wind drives the clouds, the herbs tend to you, you stand in the field, you are in grief.

You are in grief, you have lost your will, you have been deceived by the wind, and now you are a witch. Rise into the sky, fly away into fiction, you are now different, from someone else’s flock, you are the cold wind, you are now responsible for the rains and thunderstorms, for sadness and tears.

...Deceived by the wind, and now you are a witch. I lost my soul, turned into a cold... You are now a fiction. There is no way to heaven...