Текст песни Николай Емелин - Вечерком

Verse:

It was evening evening, in the Ros-river we bathed,
With a young man met a breeze, they fraternized with a free wind ...

Chorus:

Juna, the virgin birch trees would not shed tears,
The field would not burn, the share would not moan ...

We conducted the dances, and wreaths sailed along the river ...
To the fires of the future winter I will keep warm in my hand ..

Chorus:

Juna, the virgin birch trees would not shed tears,
The field would not burn, the share would not moan ...

It was morning, under the morning, we parted,
And zhaleychka-pipe was crying tearing ...

Chorus:

Juna, the virgin birch trees would not shed tears,
The field would not burn, the share would not moan ...