Текст песни Вика Цыганова - То не ветер ветку клонит

That's not the wind tends to branch ,
Not Dubravushka noise -
So my heart moans
As autumn leaf trembles ;

It brought me sorrow ,
Snake in the grass ! ..
Burns , burn my torch ,
Burn down with you and I !

No plaguing me here without sweet :
Who is now going to the altar ?
Knowing the fate , my destiny to the grave
Marry dashing .

Make way , the ground damp,
Give me , young man, quiet,
Adopt me, my dear ,
Closely cell coffin .

I fast life is like ,
I ate my sadness , longing ...
Soon, my only weapon will soon eh soon eh deathly
Hide my chest board ?