Darkness spread its dark wings

Whispers of woods were growing

With every moment

I felt them paying enormous tributes

Powers, which were still alive at night

In the battle of light with dark earth

Spirits of their own nature fight proudly

Live by my side, feed young heart of mine

But I cannot ever see them

I don't know her powers, but I know it's great !

Loves, gives birth, kills - it's powerful !

She raises beautiful monuments by the Baltic

Lives when I sleep and lives in me...

At night raises over dreaming forests

She awakes Gods and Goddesses, unsilently

The night cock she is, whispers wolfish spells

The chants of bard she knows and hums them

Goblins of oaks and denizes of darkness

Bathed in the wine of a delightfull night...

And lives there, but dies at dawn ...

Dies in me with barbarous voice.

The dark forest enchant me !