Текст песни А.Иошпе и С.Рахимов - Сенокосная пора

Month hid behind a grove
sleep riverbanks .
Good night, July hay meadows .
But I do not blame that lost ring
With palm mint smell but camomile pollen.

Two flower petals clung to his temple .
I will leave them to the memory of the beloved boyfriend .
In the sky, he flashed lightning ,
mist floated over the river .
And it is time to disperse,
so there are no forces to leave .

Let girlfriend not abused , there is no fault here .
Too early dawn lights up over the meadows .
And the little Mademoiselle so happens that we do not sleep until the morning ?
Oh, you is night meadow , hay time ...