Текст песни terek21 - Ой,уланы мои

Oh my lancers
conic Bula

passed thieves
they Moscow city

Moscow city thieves
she is not big

Mostly it
only one yard

As in fact the yard
stood a hut

In izbushechke
He lived a young widow

Ask thieves
the widow nochevati

young widow
Thieves would not let

climbed thieves
they're forced

Posada thieves
they are on the bench

As one of the thieves
I sat in front of the stove

Come ka widow
you are closer to me

bowed to the widow
You mene lower

You tell ka widow
when a widow

widow widower
I was seventeen years old

And the one I live
and I'm fifteen years old

A symi ka widow
with my black hat

In entoy cap
lay a towel

Look ka widow
his rukodeltse