Текст песни Таисия Повалий и Александр Михайлов - Рябина тонкая

What stand swinging , thin mountain ash,
Head tilted to the Týn ,
Head tilted to the Týn .

And across the street , the wide river ,
Also lonely oak tree stands tall ,
Also lonely oak tree stands tall .

How would I , mountain ash , oak to move ,
I used then did not bend and sway ,

Thin branches I'd clung to him
And with its sheets day and night whispering ,
And with its sheets of day and night, whispering .

But you can not get over the mountain ash to oak ,
Knowing the fate of such a - a rock century ,
Knowing the fate of such a - a rock century .