Текст песни Артистка хора им. Пятницкого Анна Родионова - Сухопляс

Oh , my sweet darling,
He separated us from you,
no compressed strip ,
and cursed war ,
I'd flown to you
over the wide river
you have blotted out
his hand with a white

shines month high
and my dear far
Why did not you go
and ydesh ,
Oh , why are you not your sending news ,

where did you yagodinochka
I am waiting for you krovinochka
I dried up all eyes
oh , my bitter tears ...