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Mill - Werewolf

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Every evening, the prince's palace
Is hateful to me, a good fellow,
And sorrow, fiercer than a Polovtsian,
Measures the dirty floor with its steps.

A burning smoke swirls above the aspens
Like a faded banner;
I drown my animal longing
In foamy kvass.

From under the eaves, an unripe moon
Peeks into the windows;
Everything seems and sounds to me:
Drink, my dear, drink to the bottom!..

Drink - maybe it will help,
You will regain what is yours,
You were a wolf cub - you will become a wolf,
Wind, blood, and silver.

It turned out this way - don't make the sign of the cross -
Forge claws with gold,
You were a kitten - you will become a lynx,
It spreads softly, but it's hard to sleep!

Don't come to me, my beloved,
Don't try to alleviate my sorrow -
I was deceived by a drunken night,
I won't make it to dawn;

Oh, I'll get up, go out, and slam the door -
Silence surrounds the village -
Stars fall like feathers
On the tracks of clawed paws.

The spicy scent of darkness,
The bitter baptism of the forest,
You were called a bear cub,
You grew up - you became a fierce beast.

Drink - maybe it will help,
You will regain what is yours,
You were a wolf cub, you will become a wolf,
Wind, blood, and silver...