Текст песни Надежда Кадышева - Хас-Булат удалой

& quot; Has-Bulat the Bold!
The poor hut is yours,
Golden Treasury
I will shower you.
Dame horse, I will give a dagger,
Dame his rifle,
And for that for all
You give me a wife.
You're too old, you're too ETS,
She're not habitation.
At the dawn of his early years
You'll ruin it.
Under the plane tree thick
We sat together,
Month sailing gold,
Everything was silent circle. & Quot;
& quot; The Prince, the story is clear yours,
But in vain do you rёk -
You and your wife young
Yesterday I podsterёg.
You are my bride
Come fall in love with -
It is in my hut
He sleeps with a dagger in his chest.
I closed her eyes,
Drowning in tears,
Kiss my frozen
She's lips. & Quot;
& quot; Has-Bulat the Bold!
The poor hut yours.
Golden Treasury
I lulling you ... & quot;