Текст песни Квітка Кейсі Цісик - Бабусю рідненька

You help everyone:
What a grief I have,
You can guess?
 
As I close my eyes,
Grandma is a sissy,
Where to pick up right away
Cossack young.
 
Joking, empty
All night with me;
Then bow your head,
Will hug her hand.
 
And whispers on the ear:
"Gannus, Gannus!" -
And I'm so good,
Grandma, Grandma.
 
And there in the garden
Singing Nightingale -
It will become so difficult
To my heart.
 
Grandma, give me the potion
And even against night,
That, maybe, I'll forget
For those brown eyes. "
 
"No, baby, blue,
This does not count:
It's about time
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