Текст песни Елена Фролова - шумел камыш

Shumel bulrush
Russian folk song

Shumel reeds, trees bent,
And is night was dark.
A beloved couple
All through the night until the morning walking.
And in the morning they got up -
Around the crumpled grass,
Let no one crumpled grass -
Dented girlish beauty.
- And if you ask the house:
"Where are you walking where it was?"
And you say: "In the garden, walking,
home path not found. "
- If the house will be scolded,
You come back here.
She came - it there is not present,
It will never happen.
She covered her face with a handkerchief
And crying quietly beginning:
"What is the glory of his ruined,
This has given me happiness? "