Текст песни Жанна Бичевская - Бывали дни весёлые

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There were days of fun.
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I walked fellow.
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I did not know angst-kruchinushki,
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Was free heart of oak.

Sometimes vspashesh Pashenka,
Raspryazhesh horses,
And the path of cherished
In the coveted go home.

Come - there waiting
My beauty.
Her eyes are open,
The smile on his lips.

One day in late autumn
Love came to an end.
To my beauty from the fair
Woo merchant.

She, my beauty,
Forgot about me.
Forgot my hut,
In the mansion went live.

He lives with his grandfather old
Trapped in a cage
Dressed up like a doll,
With her scythe.

Asked rich merchant,
So plaintively asked,
That he returned the beauty.
The merchant did not give.

Wondered villainous,
In the darkness flashed ax.
Said goodbye to his father-mother.
Went out across the yard.

As I came out of the gate
Away murmuring brook.
As it ended,
Ever since I became a villain.

Now to Siberia for hard labor
Hijacking fellow.
For black-eyed maiden,
For the old merchant.

Siberia! Well, there will be live
And dig underground.
And do not come back to me
In his father's native home.