Сергей Канунников, Никита Алёшин и Илья Кудряшов - Уходил по ягоды
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Warm rain left the berries
Dark into the thicket.
On a steep fuss and through rye
Golden.
And scattered on the spruce spruce pearls -
Only that one will collect. Who has the wind in his pockets.
And above the river the Bridge of the Bullet stood -
Come on, if it is bright ...

Oh loli-luli, yes ah Lulie ...
Clouds-smokes sailed.
Miracle - white sails
In the sky...

The girl spread on the table
The tablecloth is white.
Guests flew to her in October
Swan geese.
Bird fluff fell to the ground,
She hid a reliably from a wacky cold
The fields are empty.
Singing a blizzard sang to her at night out loud
The songs are mischievous.

Oh loli-luli, yes ah Lulie ...
The braids are blond to the ground.
A miracle - in the girlish eyes -
Turquoise...

Go to the berries warm rain
Dark into the thicket.
On a steep fuss and through rye
Golden.
And collect the pearls on the spruce spruce -
If you have not sinned, the wind is still walking in your pockets.
You see, the Bridge Bridge stood over the river -
Come on, if it is bright ...

Oh loli-luli, yes ah Lulie ...
For whom are those ships.
Miracle - white sails
Not for us ...