Текст песни Граф Орлов - Голубчик-голубок

-ELIZAVETA-
Grieve , dear dove ,
All beats its wing ,
Himself zёrnyshek requests .
Sheds slёzki .

Longed - darling dove ,
All the cries of one ,
Someone throw me zёrnyshek
Golden handful .

Fly here , my dear fellow - dove ,
Take the seeds of
And stop crying .
Again zavorkuesh .

And the trouble is , darling , doves ,
I was left alone.
Though you did pomyanesh ,
Though you will not forget .