Текст песни Александр Маточкин - Горела сосна палала

Burning pine fell under it stood devchina
underneath devchina was scratched rusyavu plait
oh spit spit you my long were you mene
will no longer be under the white linen you go
under the white linen and under the veil there , I'm not going for boyfriend
and fifth pine extinguished in the water wearing a sieve
how much water there is in a sieve so much in the lad has the truth
as in the barrel there is so much water in the girls have the truth