In the hush of twilight's crest
Where the day meets the night
The Kupala's power is at its best
In the glow of fading light
Under the Kupala moonlight, where shadows dance anew
Ancient whispers in the night, speaking truths we never knew
The fire's glow, the spirits' flight, on this shortest night's debut
We weave our dreams with threads of light, beneath the stars in view
As the flames leap high and touch the sky
We feel the old world's embrace
With each spark that flies, our souls ally
In this enchanted place
Beneath the Kupala Moon, where legends come alive
Our hearts beat to the ancient tune, as we jump through sacred fire's drive
Mystic night, oh, grant us boon, in your magic, we thrive
Beneath the Kupala Moon, we find the power to survive
In the circle of the stones, where the earth meets sky
The echo of the forest's bones, as the nightjar's haunting cry
We spin the tales of olden thrones, under the celestial eye
Beneath the Kupala Moon, our spirits will never die
The shortest night with the longest tales, woven in a silver thread
The Kupala Moon tells no fails, as the solstice is widespread
With every chord that wails, we remember the words unsaid
In the heart of the night, our folklore prevails, as the old ways are tread
In the silence of the night, with the stars so bright
We find our ancient roots, in the Kupala's light
The rhythm of the earth, in our hearts ignites
As we celebrate the birth, of the sun's new heights
Beneath the Kupala Moon, where legends come alive
Our hearts beat to the ancient tune, as we jump through sacred fire's drive
Mystic night, oh, grant us boon, in your magic, we thrive
Beneath the Kupala Moon, we find the power to survive
So here's to the night, where the new sun is born
Beneath the Kupala Moon, we're no longer forlorn
With the dawn, comes the morn, but the magic lingers on
Beneath the Kupala Moon, a new hope is drawn