Текст песни Василий К. - Вороной

Oh yes, my sheep across the field jumps
oh yes something my sweetheart cries
Oh yes I feel I would not be luck
I feel will be trouble

oh yes travushka burning under their feet
oh yes travushku whipped boots
extinguished it with her tears
if I'm drunk

and when he was drunk, I would have played with the wind
raven drove her to
and at sunset with a horse so I would have fallen
in wet grass

and in the wet grass myself, I would have forgotten
and a month and a brother to me, the fog hid
and not found in all the land used such force
to wake me

and in the clear sky dove fun
and I'd love to death to drink
but if there is such a wine is not true
not destined to die

I'll get home at dawn
my grief I meet on the porch
like a faithful wife meet me
in my hut

Oh yes, my sheep across the field jumps
oh yes something my sweetheart cries
oh yes something my sweetheart cries
oh yeah