Текст песни Игорь Герман - Гуцулочка

Oh how much my head hurts
Stoves smoked in kurens
I took a look at my outfit
Do you hear, God, how worried I am?

I remember the golden evening
Poplars smelling of dope
One hutsulochka walked home
I was in the escort

She's a freak with career eyes
Laughs, glows like a show.
All graceful, with a bow at the waist
Eh, I'll untie it like the first time.

We walked along the path to the river bank,
There they fell into the ripe grass
Fishermen whispered in the reeds,
Having composed a popular rumor.

The sunset played under the stars
Whitewashing young breasts.
A fire spreads through red lips
We won't blow it out until morning.

She's a freak with career eyes
Laughs, glows like a show.
All graceful, with a bow at the waist
Eh, I will untie it like the first time

And in the morning the cocks crowed,
Remembering the popular rumor.
Young hutsulochka at night
You were in a dream and in reality.

Oh how much my head hurts
Stoves smoked in kurens
I took a look at my outfit
Do you hear, God, I am still happy!

She's a freak with career eyes
Laughs, glows like a show.
All graceful, with a bow at the waist
Eh, I will untie it like the first time