Текст песни Русская народная песня - Шумел камыш

Shumel reeds , trees bent ,
And it is night was dark ...
A beloved couple
All through the night until the morning walking .

And in the morning they woke up
Around the crumpled grass,
There is not one herb wrinkled -
Bruising girlish beauty .

I'll come home, and the house will be asked:
"Where is the night walking with whom was ? " .
And I say : " In the garden, walking ,
Home path not found . "

He tore both flowered roses ,
Who am I now need?
Not beauty ruined me ,
I ruined simplicity.

Shumel reeds , trees bent ,
And it is night was dark ...
A beloved couple
All through the night until the morning walking .