Текст песни Ольга Воронец - Сладкая ягода

Sweet berries in the woods beckon ,
generous ripeness surprise .
Sweet berries drugged ,
berry bitter disillusion .

Oh cool fate , like slide.
Donja it , exhausted .
Sweet berries only a handful ,
Bitter fruit - two buckets .

I do not know, that to me ,
For what she grows.
Sweet berries , only in the spring .
Bitter berry - all year round .

Above my misfortune you Laugh .
Look after me from the window .
Sweet berries tore together.
A bitter berry - I'm alone .