Текст песни Иван Кучин - У дороги рябина

On this warm parental day
Let's sit next to you and remember your relatives
This house, this garden and wattle fence.
All now we are with you for two.

Oh, sister, you can't take away
No patience and no beauty.
My mother only cared about me
And now you care.

Near the road, mountain ash was filled with amber
The wind noticed her, began to swing the mountain ash ...
Oh, I waited for an unlucky son - I did not wait,
Oh, I waited - the graying mother did not wait

I remember my mother bequeathed to me:
"In this life, only you and she" ...
Well sister, drink with me
This bitter cup to the bottom.

And there will be no winter in fate,
If together, it means warmth
After all, by and large, we all
Brothers-sisters on this earth.

Near the road, mountain ash was filled with amber
The wind noticed her, began to swing the mountain ash ...
Oh, I waited for an unlucky son - I did not wait,
Oh, I waited - the gray-haired mother did not wait.