Текст песни Владимир Трошин - Пришла весна в мои края

Spring came to my region,
The green forests lace .
Come , my beloved ,
Birches admire .

Worth birch on the hill
And it seems the bride ,
A nightingale at dawn
She sings her famous songs .

Nature once again young,
Ran streams spring ...
Love is not quiet water,
A rapid course .

Pass the pair on the river ,
The accordion is filled .
Love , friends , the question is ,
Which all regards !