Катя Ямщикова - Бела рыбица
текст песни

Oh, and how the violent winds blew from the mountain
The blue sea was agitated,
Oh, and the blue sea was agitated
The white fish began to play
Oh, and the white fish began to play
How the fishermen rode upon the fish
All the fishermen, the Moscow merchants
Scattered their silk combs
They took the white fish out of the water
Oh, and they began to question the fish
Are you happy, fish, without water?
Oh. And I, a butterfly, without my dear friend
Without my dear, without my trusty
Oh, and I saw my dear one long ago
Kissed across the river