Текст песни 20 золтых русских романсов - Ты поила коня

You gave to drink from a handful of horse on the bit ,
Reflecting Birch broke into the pond .

I looked out the window at a blue handkerchief ,
Curls black zmeyno breeze ruffled .

I would like in the blink of foam jets
With your red lips with pain steal a kiss .

But with a sly smile , sprinkling me ,
You have taken away at a gallop , the bit units.

In the sunny days during the yarn woven yarn .
Past the windows you suffered buried.

And by crying mourning , incense under canon
All I fancied a quiet relaxed ringing .