Текст песни Петлюра Виктор - Белокурая девченка

It was night in the old cemetery ,
Just over the grave of one
Blond girl whispers :
"Hello, my good , my favorite, my mother !

Sorry , too late now !
We went all the crowd in the movie.
Often remember all the friends you,
Well, I am, of course, more likely still .

A neighbor said yesterday : & quot; Let's be friends ! & Quot;
But I do not need anyone else,
I love you and believe in what
We'll be together in life and other ! "
It was night in the old cemetery ,
Just over the grave of one
Blond girl whispers :
"Tomorrow I will come early , sweet and dear ! "