Текст песни Салават Фатхетдинов - Эй, доньясы

As the young table goes,
It's too thin.
If you don't stop Homer's horse,
The edge of the suspension.

O world, O world
Kua edem child,
When you lose in total
Anyway the map.

We did not fall from the horse,
Even when wandering.
From the path of life,
When we pull ourselves together.

No matter what the weather,
The evening is still cold.
The eyes will no longer come,
Don't be discouraged.