Текст песни Постучать - Милая

What do you want, honey, from me from sickie?
I'm not a blue Merin, you are not my wife.
Fly sparrows, beautiful,
They knock on the logs, sit down at the window.

What do you want, honey, not bold from me?
I'm not ordinary for you, you are not war to me.
Fly the sparrows, fly skillful,
And I will enan the Mother Spring to you.

What do you want, passionate, from me unhappy?
I'm not a convict you, you are not a convoy
Sparbushki fly, terrible will fly
I'll go, I will go through the sun right behind the spring.