Текст песни Янтарная Лира - Уж ты прялица ты кокорица

So you are driven kokoritsa

So you are my kokoritsa my
I'll throw you out to the street

Does the mother itself gave
from the right hand of the ring gave

And the ring was copper
Loved the guy Poevna

And the other tin
I loved Okayannov

We sat with him and cried
on guitar tears drip

And the guitar was new
Twenty hypotype

Sheltozerian girls
twenty five rubles not money

Fully nice to go
in the village of Christ for the sake of asking

Fully nice to go
in the village of Christ for the sake of asking

Serve me the mother of the groom
Serve the groom without sin

On the right handle whirl
on the left hugging
On the heart of the presser

Serve me the mother of the groom
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