Текст песни Борис Штоколов - Липа Вековая

Lipa age-old
Over the river is,
Song daring
Far away sounds.

Meadow covered with fog,
Like a veil;
I heard of the mound
Ringing watchdog.

This ringing dull
Long gone days
Wake up, it was,
Everything in my soul.

Awake, O sweet
Former dreams.
He remembered with renewed vigor,
How loved you.

But it passed,
And I under the crown,
Young Man tie
Golden Ring.

Not with you,
My darling, -
You sleep under the earth,
You sleep because of me.

Above thy's grave
Nightingale sings -
Soon one is your darling
In the same bed asleep.

Lipa, Split
On four stump.
Honey, wake up
And take me.