Текст песни Зимний вечер в Гаграх - Пеня про Пчелу

Once a bee on a warm spring day ,
His swarm of bees leaving
Flew flowers look
And collect nectar

And at the bottom of the thick grass
Behind her a caterpillar with longing ,
All the creeps , fixing his gaze
In the bee and space.

And she is burning with passion
With tears she said :
& quot; I love you, bee , answer ,
As you fly ? & Quot;

And sighing all & quot; Ah & quot; and & quot; s & quot;
Sinks track in tears ...
A bee buzzing over it ,
As always cheerful.