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 !