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Обновлено: 11.11.2024

Forged with a gold ring
My youth, friends,
I got married without loving,
They gave me away by force

Evil fate will not give in hands,
Freedom is dear to me
My husband is suffering from me,
Has long been wearing horns

And I have a dear friend
Vanya the falcon dear,
He has been calling into the woods for a long time
Chat with me

Let's go, my dear,
Listen to the nightingale in the grove,
The nightingale whistles loudly,
The heat in the blood burns harder

My dear caressed everything
Kissed tightly,
Already so, so and so,
So and so and so

Tomorrow is a holiday - Sunday,
The dear will come out in a round dance,
Dance to everyone's surprise
Make fun of all the people

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