Текст песни Татьяна Алёшина - Говорила мне бабка лютая

Grandma told me fierce ,
Yoke anger bent :
- Do not you slumber in the cradle little child ,
Do not you whiten yarn woven -
Tsarevat you - under the fence!
Kiss you, granddaughter - crow.

Exactly , I was white cloud :
Remove the white shirt ,
Zherebko not drive black
Not poite priest of the cathedral ,
You put me under the apple tree ,
Without prayer , but no incense .

Waist bow, and thank you
Yes for the advice of the king's mercy ,
For your pockets empty
But for your songs convicts ,
Over half a shame to hesitate -
For the love of your life for fierce .

How to hit the cathedral bell -
Svolokut devils dragged me ,
I am for a glass of vodka , with thee rospitoy ,
Said , and I will say to the Lord , -
I loved you , malchonochka ,
Forest of Fame and Forest sun.
( on ​​poems of Marina Tsvetaeva )