Текст песни Наши бабушки - плохое качество - Жила-была в селе Анюта

Lived in the village was Annie
She grew beautiful
Kolya was a good boy
Always cared for her .

Kolya was a good boy
Always cared for her .
Tell me , my friend , tell Annie
In one beauty growing up .

I am growing in mama home
Twelve years, died.
Tell me, tell me, my friend, Annie
Where is she buried ?

Tell me, tell me, my friend, Annie
And where she was buried .
Among the fields , among the road
Her grave lain down .

Among the fields , among the road
Her grave lain down .
It two trees bent
Always two ptashechki sing .

It two trees bent
Always sing two ptashechki
They sing about what they do not know
Daughter Annie - an orphan.

They sing about it do not know
Daughter Annie - Orphan
And the tears are pouring Anuta
Tears poured endlessly .

And the tears are pouring Anuta
Tears poured endlessly
And why do they pour
There is no mother, father .