Текст песни Казачья воля - Карие Очи

Where are these moon nights?
Where does it sing the nightingale?
Where are these brown eyes?
Who caresses them now?

It happened evening pore
I will go to the garden to walk
Time has not yet come
I will be cute waiting

I am waiting for I will not wait for him
Seen, does not love me.
Everyone loves him,
Oh, as a discontinuity.

I hear the steps are heard,
Here he is my dear go
Quickly meet
And I'm drilling it.

I brag singing, having fun
Brooch your favorite girlfriends
I will pray to God
To forget him suddenly

The years have passed young
Warehouses covered face
I go to the grave
But I will not forget him.