Текст песни Наталья Гришковец - Лодочка-поморочка

Arkhangelsk folk song "The Little Boat"
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A little little boat, a familiar sail, is going
And I shouted and waved, come back, sweetheart.

I thought that my zealous would calm down,
Yes, I did not calm down, I was upset - I did not see him.

Let's go friends to the pier, we'll see the blue sea,
and our slices are far away - we'll talk about that.

You sail the little boat, oh golden bottom,
and without you, my good one does not warm the red sun.

A familiar sail is sailing.