Текст песни Алиса Игнатьева - Ой, в вишнёвом саду

There, in the cherry orchard,
There was a nightingale chirping.
I asked to go home,
And he wouldn't let me go.

O my dear, the dawn rises,
Evening cheese will fall.
Let me go, it's time,
My mother will wake up.

And you say such an answer,
Yaka wonders and drank and retreated.
Spring is warm,
Blooming gardens rejoices all.