Текст песни Инна Желанная - Мак

And on mount mak-mak,
Under the mountain so and so
You girls
You dove
Stand up hardly
Beat
Do not let the pan
With karagoda.

Nonsense, nonsense, good woman
I cooked a kulesh, but I cooked fat.
She sat down and ate, poured the grandfather of Yushka ... oh ...

And my grandfather got cold, he froze on the stove,
He covered himself with a sheepskin coat, has not yet warmed himself up,
Nonsense, nonsense, good woman
She cooked a kulesh, but she cooked fat! ..