Вологодчина - Причитание по матери
текст песни

Like Sevodnya and Sevodnaya Day
I became early and ware
I was in a hurry and hurried
to you deep on the pit
and high on the grave
I am a mother Mother to you

You crumbled and mother cheese earth
You are a luxury and a grave board
you are jam

You are my parent mother
Take you in retino Serzo breathing
Take you knives in the frisks.
Let's go to the guest and to your beloved
And for life and for the age -old

You are my parent mother
you know you yourself know
How do not bloom flowers without the sun
the children of orphans do not grow

Although I say yes such words
but I know yes I know
that from that yes the light of Belov
no equestrian and departure
but there is no foot and output
there is no in the morning and yes wolf
And there is no wallet in the meadow
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A.A. Stepanova, born in 1918, der. Rossteg. Recorded A.Yu. Kastrov in 1998.