Текст песни Татьяна Буланова - Королевна

Loved the prince of the queen
And from the house to the prince ran away
"My friend is light, my most faithful friend
Sawn me, "he said.
A clear prince revealed her door man
Entered into cardiac arms,
And already seemed close happiness
In a blonde wedding dress.

Rushed the thunder unknown from where
Dropped everything and creaked
And a fabulous miracle disappeared,
Turning into smoke petrified.
And home returned the queen
All in tears, in the thistle, in clay,
Failed love first
To the mother she came with the obey.

And she said her mother, quietly crying:
"I don't need your opponent words
I would touch the hands of your hot,
I would warm your tender look.
And for the fact that the prince ran away,
I do not cry you, we do not reproach,
I warned you more than once
That the soul of Prince Witchcraft. "