Текст песни Ирма Яунзем - Мы на лодочке катались

We rode on the boat
Gold, oh, gold
Do not rowing, and kissed
Do not shake, brother, head

The forest is burning in the forest is burning
The pine forest is burning
Like me, girl,
Cute little boy

Oh, white birch,
No wind, and you shumish
My heart zealous
And without goryushko hurts

Oh, you, squeeze, squeeze my
Yes quadrangular
Say yes you, my accordion
What are you dissatisfied

White stone rolled
I do not just fall into the river
A guy with a girl in love
I do not take just married

Oh, you, squeeze, squeeze my
Yes quadrangular
Tell me, squeeze my
What are you dissatisfied

Fish dry land does not go
Without water can not live
Without me, nor my milenok
No I can not live

Ah, no matter how deep the river
I splinter smeryayu
Oh, no matter how far Milka
In the evening I run