Текст песни Sattuma - Парень из посада

(music - Vladislav Demin, lyrics by Vyacheslav Agapitov)

Mostovinya swell
Kohl I will pass
Let the women smile -
I miss them.

I have a sweetheart
In a hut under the mountain.
Cheerful, good-natured,
With a yellow scythe.

Run for me, girl,
Fall out of the city
Have fun village
Buzz breed!

And who is not to your heart -
From the Rosstani road
To Tolvaya and to Povenets
Throw in thresholds!

Show yourself Evdotya!
Friends - move away.
Father, mother and relatives
Do not judge strictly.

Who is our good one?
Is it not clear to you?
Looks like in the face
Yes, satin ports!