Текст песни Алёна Ирина - Я по горочкам

I walked the hills
Songs sang and bloomed
The wind drove across the river
Weaving braids for the stars ...

The herbs whispered in the night
Me about this and that,
They told about the sweetheart
About my darling ...

And my dear dear
Over the river, over the hill
With a pure heart, good strength
Protects the father's house ...

I quietly listen to the sunrises
I pray for a sweetheart
I feel ardent greetings, -
So our Russia is getting stronger ...

I walked the hills
I walked the hills
I'm down the hill ...