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Village (BG)
 
I'm leaving for the village to get closer to the ground;
I open the properties of plants and herbs.
I'll throw in the fire fragrant thyme.
Smoke rises up, and means I'm right.
 
I'll find the root of angelica – make me more merry;
Birch branches, away! Demons, away!
If will become too dark to read to you,
I open the door, and there stands the night.
 
Who's talking to me;
Who's talking to me here?
 
Joy for those who seek; courage for those who sleep.
Thirteen days to the side of the full moon.
I thought that I dream about it,
What do, hello, dreams;
To my mind I know, for what you have come to me;
 
So I'm leaving for the village to get closer to the ground...


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