Текст песни Елена Ваенга - ШУМЕЛ КАМЫШ

Shumel reeds , trees bent ,
And is night was a dark ...
A beloved couple
All through the night until the morning walking .

A morning they prosnulis-
Around the crumpled grass
There's not one herb pomyata-
Dented girlish beauty .

I'll come home, and the house will be asked:
Where is the night walking where it was ?
And I say : -In walking garden ,
Home path not found.

And if the house will not believe ,
Then come back here .
And I went there , it is not present,
It will never be ...

Shumel reeds , trees bent ,
And is night was a dark ...
A beloved couple
All through the night until the morning walking .