Текст песни Инна Желанная - Стрела

You fly an arrow to the distance of the village
I sat down along the street.
Don't kill the arrow of a good fellow
As for a fellow, there is no one to cry

Mother is an old little sister
And the young wife is young

How a mother cries like a river flows
And my sister cries as the stream runs
And the wife cries as the dew falls
The sun will peek out the dew will dry

And the evening will come and go for a walk
Nai will go for a walk seven will find