Текст песни Разбросала Косы Русые Берёза - Песня 8 КЛАСС.

Light brown birch scattered the braids,
Cheeks flushed from a severe frost,
Smoke over the roof flows in a thin thread,
So the stars will curl
In the darkness of a January night

In the old fashioned way, I wrap my feet in boots
And in the snow, as in the stars, I will go into the night.
Where the wind quietly slams the gate,
Along the moonlit path
I will come to old friends.

They will meet me and sit at the table in peace,
Together we will remember everything that could have been and was.
There will be songs that we love so much
We will tighten them with friends
And the sounds of songs will flow.

Light brown birch scattered the braids,
The cheeks were flushed from the severe frost.
For a long time this evening will be remembered
But it's time for us to get ready for a long way,
Dear land.