Текст песни Надежда Кадышева - Страдания

SUFFERING
muses. People in processing A.Kostyuk - cl. popular

What are you, white birch,
There is no wind, and you shumish?
Ardent my heart,
Grief is not, and you bolish.

You know me, milenok,
On broad band:
On my blue dress,
Scarlet thread in the queue.

Only in home decoration,
When the sun rises.
Only the Heart of Solace,
When dear come.

My cheeks that leaves,
Eyes that Smorodinka:
Come on, baby, take a walk,
While we are young!

Oh, that children do not sing,
Or good girls waiting for?
Yes you will not come good,
And the bad things go away.

Though the fire is burning and hot,
But love - even hotter.
Though extinguish the fire with water,
And love - nothing is impossible.