Как у нас на горе да на всей красоте ковыл травушка росла а там татары шли да кавылушку жгли да кашу варили а сварёмши кашу да полудновали а пополуднавши да семью они делили
As we have on the mountain and on all the beauty, the herbilk grew And there the Tatars went yelling yes, Zhgley Yes, porch cooked And they are welcing porridge and we had no came-out, but they divided them in the afternoon