作词 : Ivan Korkin/Jevgenija Korkina/Liza Nabatova
作曲 : Anton Kuptsov/Jevgenija Korkina/Liza Nabatova
A while ago in magical ancient times
Creatures of wild nature walked this Earth.
Their songs were blown by wind through glades and fields,
Oak trees were their homes.

They hid in branches thick and foliage green,
They laughed and played to common folk unseen.
Emerald hair reflected bright sunlight,
Magic in their eyes.

Dryads of forest - their voices enchanting,
Toying with the minds of men…
Now past is forgotten, forests fell silent,
But they are still here.

Gaze in my eyes
And lose yourself forever.
Hear my song, I’ll sirenize,
Lure you away to land of makebelieve.
You will be mine!

Enchanting nymphs of rare and mystic kind
Dryads are still around, but hard to find.
Unseen they seep discreetly into minds,
Singing from within.

The spirits wild they choose to live in souls,
Who listen closely and would hear their calls,
Receive the gift to charm and mesmerize,
Abide by Dryads’ will.

Voices infused with the power of forest,
We are driven by their calls.
They guide our passions, caressing gently
Strings of our souls.

Gaze in my eyes
And lose yourself forever.
Hear my song, I’ll sirenize,
Lure you away to land of makebelieve.
You will be mine!

Nature rejoices. Laughter all around.
Beautiful voices, aaah..
Nature rejoices. Laughter all around.
Beautiful voices, aaah..
… Dryads dance!