Текст песни Валерий Митрофаненко - И просил он у нее, у судьбы...

And he asked her fate :
Do not give me no stone, nor the Golden City.
Let me just take a breath , let me stay ,
Let me stay so potaraschit eyes .

I , look, a bride syschu ,
And is not the paradise with the bride in the field?
Owl I let go to his home ,
Although live , I will say , but at least to die .

I'm out of the pool caught the sadness ,
Yes saline to dry on the fence .
A difficulty with the boyfriend , come pray ,
Yes, send funeral feast together on it .

And he asked fate : do not ruin !
Do not grieve over me , do not be angry .
I will, I will still lord
I'm not up to the heart is still wild .