Текст песни Тамара Синявская - Черноглазая казачка

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A black-eyed Cossack girl shod my horse.
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She asked me for silver, valuing the work inexpensively.
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What's your name, young girl? And the young woman says:
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You will hear my name from under the footfall of hooves.

I drove along the street, galloped along the road.
Along the path between the brown ones, between the gray ones, between the rocks.
Masha, Dasha, Olya, Zina? It’s like she’s not.
"Katya, Katya ..." - they carve the horseshoes of my horse.

And since then, at least I walk at a step, at a gallop,
"-Katya, Katya, Katerina ..." - I whisper obstinately.
What a fool this is, I have another one!
But Katya, like a song, from his chest brother does not lime.