Текст песни Сударушка - Русские берёзы В. Чеснокова

Russian birch
words and music V.V.Chesnokovoy
1.
Stand, stand birch behind the window
Shamefully spit Teasing,
Green earrings burn,
As for the meeting at the girls ...
They run, they fled from the streets close,
They run to the field margins!
There are waiting for their wind and bird songs
And from birches forest brighter!

Chorus:
Birch, white birch,
I touch his hand to you,
Birch, Russian Birch,
Earth my holy sadness.

2.
It happened that volunteered tear,
Ile vyznat heart trouble
I am a forest path at sunrise
It'll be a familiar grove ...
I wander, wander, throwing a shawl over her shoulders,
Listening to the nightingale sings,
Its glory my heart heals
My native land

Chorus:
Birch, white birch,
I touch his hand to you,
Birch, Russian Birch,
Earth my holy sadness.