[Verse 1]
A wreath of wildflowers, a morning dew-drenched bloom
The nightingale's chirp, a sip of birch sap's perfume
To listen to the will of silence, down a forest path so deep
To chat at length with a birch tree, about love and dreams we keep
[Chorus]
Mother Earth, white birch tree
To me — Holy Rus', to others — a thorn in the spree
Mother Earth, oh, white birch tree
To me — Holy Rus', to others — a thorn in the spree
[Verse 2]
How many years to ask the cuckoo, how many left to roam?
To divine my maiden's love upon a chamomile's dome?
Cold spring water’s freshness, honey fresh within the comb
In the darkened field at midnight, 'neath the stars my heart finds home
[Chorus]
Mother Earth, white birch tree
To me — Holy Rus', to others — a thorn in the spree
Mother Earth, oh, white birch tree
To me — Holy Rus', to others — a thorn in the spree
[Bridge]
Mother Earth, to me — Holy Rus'
Mother Earth, white birch tree
To me — Holy Rus', to others — a thorn in the spree
[Chorus]
Mother Earth, white birch tree
To me — Holy Rus', to others — a thorn in the spree
Mother Earth, oh, white birch tree
To me — Holy Rus', to others — a thorn in the spree
[Outro]
Mother Earth
Mother Earth
To others — a thorn in the spree
A wreath of wildflowers, a morning dew-drenched bloom
The nightingale's chirp, a sip of birch sap's perfume
To listen to the will of silence, down a forest path so deep
To chat at length with a birch tree, about love and dreams we keep
[Chorus]
Mother Earth, white birch tree
To me — Holy Rus', to others — a thorn in the spree
Mother Earth, oh, white birch tree
To me — Holy Rus', to others — a thorn in the spree
[Verse 2]
How many years to ask the cuckoo, how many left to roam?
To divine my maiden's love upon a chamomile's dome?
Cold spring water’s freshness, honey fresh within the comb
In the darkened field at midnight, 'neath the stars my heart finds home
[Chorus]
Mother Earth, white birch tree
To me — Holy Rus', to others — a thorn in the spree
Mother Earth, oh, white birch tree
To me — Holy Rus', to others — a thorn in the spree
[Bridge]
Mother Earth, to me — Holy Rus'
Mother Earth, white birch tree
To me — Holy Rus', to others — a thorn in the spree
[Chorus]
Mother Earth, white birch tree
To me — Holy Rus', to others — a thorn in the spree
Mother Earth, oh, white birch tree
To me — Holy Rus', to others — a thorn in the spree
[Outro]
Mother Earth
Mother Earth
To others — a thorn in the spree
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