Текст песни Валентина Толкунова - Ручей

Composer: Anatoly Stogov
Author of poetry: Vadim Semernin
 
On the rocks, on the sand, party darling,
I'm in a hurry, I'm running with the nightingale song.
You stream not conceited - better stay modest!
After all, your words laugh even small frogs.
 
On the rocks, on the sand, in the eroded clay,
I'm in a hurry, I'm running with Crane Song.
You stream not conceited - better stay modest!
From these empty speeches can dry creek.
 
In the meadow, under the mountain, where the grass is thick,
I run, and with me - a simple song.
Now you sing better, our friend and companion!
We're coming to you sing, drink water from the palms.
We're coming to you sing, drink water from the palms.