Текст песни Звонцы - Во поле орешина

In Oreshina field at the field , curly ,
 My black-browed , black-eyed mine.

 Her wind blows , its blower ,
 My black-browed , black-eyed mine.

 As Ivan da Marya in the venue ,
 My black-browed , black-eyed mine.

 You are my dear, dear joy ,
 My black-browed , black-eyed mine.

 I'll go into the city , bring a gift ,
 My black-browed , black-eyed mine.

 On sheyushku amber Dorozhen'ka not Tories ,
 My black-browed , black-eyed mine.