Текст песни Надежда Кадышева - Страдания

Suffering
muses. People in processing A.Kostyuk - seq. popular

What are you, white birch,
No wind, and you rustle?
Zealously my heart,
No grief, and you bolish.

You know me, milenok,
Broad-band:
On my blue dress,
Scarlet thread in the queue.

Only in home decoration,
When the sun rises.
Only the Heart of Solace,
When my dear come.

My cheeks that leaves,
Eyes that Smorodinka:
Come on, baby, take a walk,
While we are young!

Oh, that children do not sing,
Ile good girls waiting for?
Yes you will not come good,
And everything will go bad.

Although fire is burning and hot,
But love - even hotter.
Though the fire extinguish with water,
And love - can not be anything.