Текст песни микола янченко - Ой, не бийте мене, хлопці

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Already the sun was setting over the grove, we played wedding
Loaf friendship with dancing and skipped bridesmaid
But here were found two katyuhy, were nayizzhaty
Hand bend legs in an arc in the bones break
P-p.
Oh guys knock me on the lips
I play the drums
Better beat of blowing the trumpets
Let them play for you
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They say if goats not cattle, and that we are not people
I wish I was sitting at home on Sunday whether the driver would
It is not be beaten as an old bucket, I was at a wedding
Maybe I did not nadozhne heart
We in Vapnyantsi not in Chilly
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To handle those guys withered
As in the harvest pshenychka
That they are not stretched them over to Muzychko
Already the sun was setting over the grove, we played wedding
Loaf friendship with dancing and skipped bridesmaid