Текст песни Коловорот - 11 - Трава

Grass is my grass, grass green,

I walked walking on the grass.

Walked walked, but not finding

Who loves right, but do not wonder.

The caviar went through the court drove,

Horse of the crow, cute, sideways.

Well, you're my cute recent arrived,

Recent arrived, again you are leaving.

Zaughty, my dear, night with me,

Sbey me early, so as not to dawn,

So that those trumpeters in the pipes did not play,

So that those Cossacks hits not saddled.

Grass is my grass, grass green,

I walked walking on the grass.