Текст песни Хор сестер Николо-Сольбинского женского Монастыря - Ветка

"What are you, the branch is poor,
Where are you floating?
Beware - angry
Sea; Will disappear!

You can't cope
With a violent wave
Liker Gorky
With the trick of human.

Overpower meat
How do you work,
Far will die you
Branch, beware! "

"Why do I take care of me? -
The branches were the answer. -
I'm already withered,
There is no life in me.

From native tree
The wind tear off;
Let him carry me
Where does it want, the tree!

I do not oppose
What do I look for?
With my native tree
Do not grow again! "