Текст песни Римский-Корсаков - Туча со громом сговаривалась

A cloud with thunder conspire:
You Grammy, thunder, and I will pour out rain,
Vsprysnem ground spring rain!
That's the little flowers rejoice!
Girls blow for berries,
The trail they uvyazhutsya fellows.
Lel Lel my! Leli-Leli, Lel!

In a grove of girls scattered all apart,
Someone in the bushes, and who on elnichku.
Braley berries, Auca,
One maid suddenly there is not.
After all, the girls began to cry:
Our maid if seized the wolf.
Lel Lel my! Leli-Leli, Lel!

The girls met foreign-chuzhenin,
Chuzheninushko, old, old man.
The girls are stupid, crazy you chtol sbreli,
What kind of profits you halloo to one another,
What a joy it respond?
You used on bushes fumbled.
Lel Lel my! Leli-Leli, Lel!