Текст песни минус - БАБЬЯ ДОЛЯ

At the table, as at the table, in a family way
Where there is a family, there is a home, there is a Motherland
Woman's share in Russia, like carrying a child
Heartfelt melody.

The song is pouring slowly, from under the pendulum soul
Small brook, but from ancient times
Spilling along the way, the motive turns
Into a stormy river, but fast.

Chorus:
Don't cry, forget it! Do not be offended by fate
She is such a fate that you will take from her now
Don't cry, forget! You will get warm someday
There is rain for every snow.

Where there are tears, there are laughter, rain always replaces snow
And the decanter is for everyone, one with wine
Woman's share in Russia, always ask the Lord
About your only dream.

Chorus:

At the table, as at the table, it slowly dawned
Farewell was to blame
Woman's share in Russia, until sunset to vote
Parting with the dawn early.

Chorus:
+
Don't cry, forget, you'll get warm someday
There is rain for every snow.