Текст песни Kith Moinofyo - Бесприданница

My naked loneliness
Will not wear torn rags.
And my soul will be de-energized
And get lost with the caravans.

And my dream will be worthless
After all, she was like a prisoner.
And my sorrow will pour into rivers
The crocodile will gnaw her.

And your back will throw out its wings,
And my artless world will disappear.
And your words will peel off your lips
All doubts will fly away.

And your warmth will settle in her
Lucky her, this girl.
And she will get your love
And mine, alas, is a dowry ...

The dowry will be hurt by ice,
Blood will be shed and reddened
The cheeks are pale and moist.
Hidden dreams did not come true ...