Текст песни х. Стеженский - Как над яром

Like above the ton of bright
Over a wet trash
Three sadochka have grown
Three green grew up

as in the first in the saddle
The cuckoo is bored
In the second, then in the saddle
Soloveka chasing
as in the third in the saddle
The shlin of the track everything was lying

Mother Son accompanied
accompanied Zalarzhala
Towered crying sobbed

already you son you are my son
and you are clear falcons
And tell you my son
who you all are a pity

sick sorry in greet
I feel sorry for my wife
you my mother's mother
Sigger you in the world
you were drinking and fed
And on the light of me let