Текст песни Застольные песни - Ах, зачем эта ночь

Oh why this night was so good
And in the sky, the moon was tramored.
I sat in the garden on the bench alone
Whose pisnya in Dali was heard.

It he is he, it is cute going,
This is he, I feel his steps
He will come, and I will quit his arms
And there will be no end to kisses.

There are no relatives for me, no (good) familiar friends,
Old husband only counts money
D, I do not like him, he jealines me (!)
Even in the church one does not allow.

I leave him, escape somehow,
I will go to the holy monk
I'll tell you everything that goes here
I will tell him everything without fear.

Scary will then look at the monk
The monk eyes will be spoiled
The monk will ask what would love him
And in the age of sins everyone will come

Oh why this night was so good
And in the sky, the moon was tramored.
I sat in the garden on the bench alone
And forever with a monk melted.