Балада Про Принцесу [Balada pro princesu] [English translation]

A long way runs

Through the clouds and skies of blue,

There's in unknown land

She does not find her love,

Because the gold kills beauty.

She was like a child -

Princess of meadows.

She is the mistress of the forest -

Of animals and birds.

Growing up in unmown herbs -

Among the lilies.

She was a beacon of light -

Among the people.

Just did not find anything

Her soul has been longing for.

Gold and brocade left

A burn on her shoulders

And poison of death on her lips.

She was like the sun -

Princess of meadows.

She is the mistress of the forest -

Of animals and birds.

Growing up in unmown herbs -

Among the lilies.

She was a child of light -

And light of the the people.

But no one can

Choke the sun in the abyss of evil,

No one can stop the melt,

Believe me, I'm alive ...

Pa-pa-pa ...

You'll see there

Green meadows at Firmament.

You'll see the mistress of the forest -

Of animals and birds.

And I live where the sun flourished -

Among the lilies.

Call me princess of the light

And the light of people.

Again, I'll come to you

I will appear in a bright moment

Only if we truly believe ...

I will in a piece of heaven

Gather all the blue for you,

Only if we truly believe ...

When clouds gather over the earth,

Do not forget, through solar meadows

Runs the journey to the fairy tale ...