Текст песни Рада Рай - Не сбежать мне от этой любви

Oh you, Mom, I'm sorry, dear,
What I come home at zoryushke,
For my love do not judge me,
It does not trouble me Suli and goryushko

Today again for calm across the brook,
Under the thick carved the Elms,
Promising me eternal happiness,
Waiting for me in the night, my bright-eyed

Do not run away from me this love,
I can not, I can not help it!
Knowing the fate assigned to me so,
You forgive and bless!

I do it to his lips, beloved,
Like the vine, reaching for the sun
No one can ever give him,
I drink to your happiness bottoms

Oh you, Mom, I'm sorry, dear,
Being my age owe unpaid ...
Night hot let me go,
On the shoulder of thine forbid, I cry ...