Текст песни Посияла огирочки - Трек 5

She planted cucumbers,
Close above the water.
I will water myself
A small tear.
Grow grow, cucumbers,
Four leaves,
I haven't seen a sweetheart
As many as THREE parties.
And on the fourth saw,
As the herd drove
Good evening did not say
because the mother was standing
Good evening did not say
because the mother was standing
Because the mother was standing.
And the father wondered,
Good evening did not say
not to be ashamed