Текст песни Три богатыря - Песня Любавы

A raven curls in the gloomy sky
The pale moon shines.
Metered forest, does not move,
Outside the window, the night is black.

The best, sweet, loyal, unique
I'm tired of being alone ..
Come back, my hero!

I’ll run out into the open field in the morning
Suddenly the clouds whisper to me:
Do not be sad because of the sea
The hero is in a hurry here.

The best, sweet, loyal, single
I'm tired of being alone ..
Come back, my hero!