Текст песни Расим Низамов - Кайсы син

Among the white birches,
To the white birches,
You came in and ran,
Oh, come on.

The striped shirt, the white shirt,
You are buried in righteousness.
In my eyes you are also yourself
You looked like a birch.

Which one, which one,
I just can't stand it.
I hugged a lonely birch
I call it you.

Joking with the birches,
You played for a long time.
After all, I am completely
You thought you weren't seeing.

The striped shirt, the white shirt,
You are buried in righteousness.
In my eyes you are also yourself
You looked like a birch.

Which one, which one,
I just can't stand it.
I hugged a lonely birch
I call it you.