Текст песни Оберег - Стрела

Don't fly an arrow above the city
Oh whether oh lyuli above the city.
Do not hit the arrow of a good molay (well done)
And this fellow has no one to cry
The uterus is old, the sister is small
A little sister - a young wife.
An arrow flew above the city,
Shot an arrow at a good fellow
Where the womb was crying there are wells,
Where the sister cried, the river flows
And where the wife wept there stands dew,
The sun will flash out - the dew will dry
A mellow young wife will go for a gulny.