Ой ты травушка зеленая текст песни
Обновлено: 23.11.2024
Ой, вы брянские лесочки, вы зелёные леса,
Нашей новой семилетке мы покажем чудеса.
Выйду я и полюбуюсь на колхозные поля,
Раздавайся моя песня от колхоза до Кремля.
Я в колхозе боевая, боевая смелая,
Ловко я плясать умею и в работе первая.
Люблю милого за ласки, за весёлый разговор,
За походку и за глазки, и за то, что комбайнёр.
Five, four, three,
Two, one, start!
Seventy years - normal flight.
Seventy-three years - normal flight.
Hey, you club, come here!
Hey, you club, come here!
Hey, you club, come here!
Hey, you club, come here!
Oh, you are Bryansk forest, you are green forests,
Our new Seven-Year Plan will show miracles.
I'll go out and admire the collective farm fields,
Hand out my song from the collective farm to the Kremlin.
I'm on the collective farm, fighting brave,
Dexterously I can dance and work first.
I love dear for caress, for a cheerful conversation,
For the gait and the eyes, and for the fact that the combine harvester.
Oh, oh, oh, you, the grass is green.
Oh, oh, oh, you, my breast is yadrenaya!
Oh, oh, oh, you, the grass is green.
Oh, oh, oh, you, my breast is yadrenaya!
I asked: "Darling Th, leaned on his shoulder?"
"And I'm very nice, I fell in love with hot!"
"I'm a drummer on the collective farm, do not you marry me!"
I'm not going to lazy, you have three workdays. "
On the green on the grass I will go out,
I run the pig farm - that's why I'm proud.
And you walk around the backyard, you walk around a bum in the yards,
Come to my window, I will not give you a radish!
Oh, oh, oh, you, the grass is green.
Oh, oh, oh, you, my breast is yadrenaya!
Oh, oh, oh, you, the grass is green.
Oh, oh, oh, you, my breast is yadrenaya!
As on our village soviet the red flag is cherished,
As for us, for the youth, the party hopes.
We will catch up with America, there is nothing to doubt,
If the party said - it's secured!
We will build communism with new brigades,
And success in the work of the party will be pleased.
We sing Voronezh songs in Voronezh singing,
Who will fall in love with our children, still we will beat!
Oh, oh, oh, you, the grass is green.
Oh, oh, oh, you, my breast is yadrenaya!
Oh, oh, oh, you, the grass is green.
Oh, oh, oh, you, my breast is yadrenaya!
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