Through the forest, Through the valley
Under the stars, Above the wheat
They will travel through the night,
They draw during the day and they will sleep till noon
The wind is blowing at them on a silver MZ
And they will drink forest tea from a golden samovar (I don't know what a samovar is, sorry!)
Their faces burn with fire burns.
i speak Bulgarian and this translated is:
Through the forest, Through the valley Under the stars, Above the wheat They will travel through the night, They draw during the day and they will sleep till noon The wind is blowing at them on a silver MZ And they will drink forest tea from a golden samovar (I don't know what a samovar is, sorry!) Their faces burn with fire burns.