Текст песни KROT - Хуторок

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Poured snow at the buck's feet,
A favorable breeze was blowing in my back.
I rode a country road
Looked in to warm up in the little farm.
I rode a country road
Looked in to warm up in the little farm.

The young mistress met,
How the family meets
Kindly inviting to the room,
She looked at me affectionately.
Kindly inviting into the room,
She looked at me affectionately.

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She kindly made a bed
And she lay down on the edge
With gentle hot lips
Intoxicated me
With gentle hot lips
Intoxicated me

And the next morning I got up early,
I went out to drink the buck,
I see: the farmer is sad
And he doesn't even want to talk.
I see: the farmer is sad
And he doesn't even want to talk.

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She gave her hand - and not a word,
She whispered something quietly after ...
And then I took the bridle off the horse,
Apparently there is no further road
And then I took the bridle off the horse,
Apparently there is no further road

I never made it home,
Lost somewhere in the distance.
What should a young guy do
Kohl liked the girl?
What should a young guy do
Kohl liked the girl?