Текст песни ...тебе - Белая берёза, я тебя люблю

Over the river , over the wood grew curly maple,
The white birch was the love maple ,
And when the wind died down over the river ,
He sang this song birch .

Chorus : White birch - I love you ,
Give me your thin branch
Without love , no affection I fading ,
White birch - you are my love .

She playfully rustling leaves ,
"I have a sweet - wind field "
And from the words of these poor maple droops ,
Anyway birch sang a song .

But once the wind is heard ,
An evil , terrible force he attacked maple ,
And in an unequal battle , fell curly maple,
Only moan was heard through .