БУДЕ ТОБІ, ВРАЖЕ, ТАК ЯК ВІДЬМА СКАЖЕ/ЕНДЖІ КРЕЙДА/2025/

ANGIE KREIDA — TO THE ENEMY — HOSTILE!
I sow in your eyes, I sow at night
It will be, enemy like the witch will say
How many grains of rye fell into the holy land
So many times you will be shocked, killed
How many, perhaps, a rooster crows at night
So many days you will live out your days
To God - of God
To the enemy — hostile...
Will be, to you, enemy, like the witch will say
How many amazing steps you will take across Ukraine.
So much of your family will lie in the coffin
Only half the world, the black evil eye
Will be for you, enemy, like the witch will say
I will paint the Easter egg, I will lull the pipe
Your mother, amazingly, will leave without children
Your father, struck, I will calm with death
Your woman, amazingly, I will dry up with shame
To God - of God
To the enemy - hostile...
Will be for you, enemy, like the witch will say
As I sift grief through a fine sieve
You will begin to ask the Lord about hell
No, it will not be, shaken, your death is easy
And in death, perhaps, you will not find peace
My word is sticky
My word is strong
Will be for you, enemy, like my mother will say
Will be for you, enemy, like a wife will say
Will be for you, enemy, like a girl will say
Will be for you, enemy, like a child will say
Will be for you, enemy, like a witch says...