Текст песни Река Смородина - На горе, на гороньке

On the mountain in the little town no noise was making
no thunder rattled
- quickly the river spilled

Oh yes from that mountain is not sulfur
- combustible black stone fell
bitterly bitterly piled up

Oh yeah didn’t come amiable
dear friend from war home
how evil fate happened

Oh yes him a lush wind
white curls combed
so yes alu blood drank the earth

Oh yes how did the girl now
live alone
you say good people

On the mountain in the little town no noise was making
no thunder rattled
- quickly the river spilled over.