Варвара - Летала да пела
текст песни

I sometimes have an early first
I wanted a white bird
Fly.
Yes, to have time
For love.
Berries would collect early
The paths to recognize the secret.
Yes to sing
Yes, all fly
Behind you.

Summer flew and sang.
Summer flew, I sang.
Winter fascinated,
Circled around
She swept, summer flew.
I did not guess to love
Everything was waiting for a sweet one,
Yes, unloved.

A little field with poplars,
Sleep-grass alone yes flowers
Feeding.
Only bitter honey
Collected.
I was waiting for the cold, did not notice
How these berries became,
Exactly ice.
I would have to fly
Yes, I'm tired.

Summer flew and sang.
Summer flew, I sang.
Winter fascinated,
Circled around
She swept, summer flew.
I did not guess to love
Everything was waiting for a sweet one,
Yes, unloved.

Summer flew, I sang.
Summer I flew.
Summer was flying, flying.
She flew and sang.

Summer flew and sang.
Summer flew, I sang.
Winter fascinated,
Circled around
She swept, summer flew.
I did not guess to love
Everything was waiting for a sweet one,
Yes, unloved.

Summer flew and sang.
Summer flew, I sang.
Winter fascinated,
Circled around
She swept, summer flew.
I did not guess to love
Everything was waiting for a sweet one,
Yes, unloved.

Summer flew, I sang.
Summer I flew.
Summer was flying, flying.
She flew and sang.

Summer flew, I sang.