Текст песни Елена Казанцева - Вареники

Oh my god - the brooms are blooming!
Something spring is premature ...
I cooked dumplings for dinner
and confessed to you that she’s pregnant.

My betrothed didn’t answer
choked with a timid smile
and left, giving up dinner,
and left candy with a box.

And what are they for me, chocolate?
I would have sour cabbage, as usual.
Oh my love - a clumsy song:
where it is sewn, at the seam and diverges.

Blue dumplings cool down -
I'll throw them to the damn grandmother.
I am beautiful, proud, strong
I'll make pancakes for breakfast.