Vedma
- Alkonost (2021)You are listening to the song Vedma by Alkonost, in album Vedomye Vetrom. The highest quality of audio that you can download is flac . Also, you can play quality at 32kbps, view lyrics and watch more videos related to this song.
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Lyrics
Как за белым-белым полем
С чёрными как смоль глазами
Да с седыми волосами все стоит она одна...
Как за белым-белым полем
С чёрными как смоль глазами
Да с седыми волосами все стоит она одна...
Нет покоя ей как нет покоя всем вокруг
И нет друзей у ней и нет подруг...
Нет покоя ей как нет покоя всем вокруг
И нет друзей у ней и нет подруг...
Ведьмой кличут да обходят стороной
Стар и млад боится, не зовут домой
И не помнят тех времён, когда она была
Прекрасней всех да ведьмой прослыла.
От того, что сны видела вещие да недобрые
Знала о чужой гибели, а ещё была гордою.
Ветер брат, сестра вьюга ей, жёлтая луна подруга ей
Нет детей, да есть вороны, что поют колыбельную...
Как за белым-белым полем
С чёрными как смоль глазами
Да с седыми волосами все стоит она одна...
Как за белым-белым полем
С чёрными как смоль глазами
Да с седыми волосами все стоит она одна...
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And so behind the field of snow-white
With an eyes as black as tar
With a pale gray hair she stands and stands alone...
And so behind the field of snow-white
With an eyes as black as tar
With a pale gray hair she stands and stands alone...
There's no rest for her as there's no rest for everyone around
She has no fellows, she has no friends to care about...
There's no rest for her as there's no rest for everyone around
She has no fellows, she has no friends to care about...
They call her a witch and avoid her
The old and the young are scared, no one would invite her home
And no one would remember the times of yore
When she got such a fame for being the most beautiful of them all.
For her dreams were prophetic and unkind
For she could tell them their death and was high-minded
Wind is her brother, blizzard's her sister, yellow moon is her fellow
She has no children, but she has a crows that sing a lullaby so mellow...
And so behind the field of snow-white
With an eyes as black as tar
With a pale gray hair she stands and stands alone...
And so behind the field of snow-white
With an eyes as black as tar
With a pale gray hair she stands and stands alone...
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