Текст песни А.Ведерников - Сижу на берегу потока

I sit on the bank of the stream ,
Bor dozes in the dusk ;
all sleeping around, and I
I sit on the beach - and thought of far
There, there ... where my life ! ..
And a sword in my hand stirs the jet stream .

I sit on the bank of the stream ,
Consumed with jealousy, thoughtful , silent ...
Do not shout more about you , the darling of rock!
Are you happy - but I'm still alive ...
And a sword in my hand stirs the jet stream .

I sit on the bank of the stream ...
Do you sigh about him, one , the wrong one ...
And just like it eh ? - Ah, the cruel thought ! ..
Boils spirit of vengeance ,
And a sword in my hand stirs the jet stream .