Текст песни Уральский русский народный хор - Уральская рябинушка

Words by M. Pilipenko. Music by E. Rodygin.

Ural Rowan

Evening quiet sings over the river.
The plant is shining with long lightning.
Somewhere the train rolls by the points of fire;
Somewhere under the rowan, the guys are waiting for me.

Chorus:
Oh, the rowanberry is curly,
White flowers.
Oh, the mountain ash, ashberry,
What have you saddened?

Only the buzzer beeps will be silent over the water,
I go to the ashberry steep steep.
Treble under a curly wind without end
On the right is the turner's curls, to the left - the blacksmith.

Chorus:

In the afternoon in the workshop short meetings are hot,
And we'll get on in the evening - sit down and say nothing.
Watch the stars at night on guys
And they will not say, clear, which of them is dear ...

Chorus:

He covers the ground with frost,
Song autumn cranes swam.
But all the same narrow path between the mountains
The three of us go to the ashberry until now.

Chorus:

Which of them is more desirable, to squeeze someone's hand?
I do not understand the heart of the disturbed.
Although nothing is the same, both are good ...
My dear ryabinushka, tell my heart.

Chorus:
Oh, the rowanberry is curly,
Both are good.
Oh, the mountain ash, ashberry,
Tell your heart.