Текст песни Ainm - Anthill Муравейник

There is an anthill among the meadow,
And around the anthill are your strawberries.
Oh, pick these berries - I have a couple of daughters.
Near the field there is an oak - white, white acorns.
These acorns, oh, collect - I have one son.
Near the field slender spruces, one to one close.
To build a new house from these spruces - I did not have a man.
Garlic has no dignity, if not galoshes.
A woman has no dignity if there is no man