Текст песни ССО АссоЛЬ - За большой рекой

G A B O L W O R TH E C O J

Mus. et seq. I.Istomin.

For the great river juicy grass on a belt,
For a great mountain of different animals do not count,
And the sea-ocean there is no grief,
And happiness is far away.

Well, the wind is howling in a wild field,
A raven over the field swept wings,
And for a wild field that no one knows,
Those who went there, nobody really had not seen.

On the river there is always a big boat,
Over the hill leads many roads,
And far away is not long distance,
Only during the field visit no one could.

On the way, the caravan goes away.
He swam off the boat without me.
In a wild pitch so beautiful sun rises.
I sent back my horse.