Текст песни Песняры - Літвінка

Litvinka, the girl,
Beauty, mistress,
See you
I hurry in the morning;

Litvinka, the girl,
An unattainable dream,
People told me
That with you we are a couple;

Chorus:
Her braids are a stream of silk,
Her lips are a fragrance of honey,
And the bright ray is preserved,
In the bottomless eyes,
Her figure is cheaper than a rabbi,
Her gaze-blue brook,
And no prettier girl,
Than White's daughter!

Litvinka, the girl,
White-winged bird,
Autumn with you,
I must get engaged;

Litvinka, the girl,
To church before marriage,
You like a bird
I will carry in my arms;