Бісова сила мене полюбила.
Бісова сила в хату залетіла.
Поруч сідає, спати заважає.
Манить рукою, кличе за собою:
«Гей, полетіли.» «Гей, полетіли.» «Гей, полетіли. Разом і зі мною.»
Другої ночі спати я не хочу,
Знов тая сила у вікно влетіла,
В ліжко лягає, мене обіймає,
Ніжно лоскоче, на вухо шепоче:
«Дай, поцілую.» «Дай, поцілую.» «Дай, поцілую. Хоч один разочок.»
Бісова сила мені дуже мила.
Я тую силу майже полюбила.
Тож, не втерпіла, як таке є діло.
На третю ночку скинула сорочку.
Ой полетіла. Ой полетіла. Ой полетіла. Куди не ходила!
Бісова сила мене полонила,
Три дні тримала, та не відпускала.
Три ночі не спала, з ліжка не вставала.
Якби я знала, все б життя літала…
Ой політала. Ой політала. Ой політала. З ліжка не вставала.
Ой політала. Ой політала. Ой політала. Такого не знала!
Ой політала. Ой політала. Ой політала. З ліжка не вставала.
Ой політала. Ой політала. Ой політала. Такого не знала!
The power of the deck fell in love with me.
The power of the beacon in the hut flew away.
Sits down next to sleep.
Mani hands, calls for:
"Hey, they flew." "Hey, flew." "Hey, flew away. Together with me. "
I do not want to sleep the next night
Again this power in the window flew,
Lying in bed, hugging me
Gently tickles, whispers at the ear:
"Give me, I'll kiss." "Give me, I'll kiss." "Give me, I'll kiss. Though one little boy. "
The power of the jacket is very sweet to me.
I almost loved the power.
So, I did not suffer, as such is a business.
On the third night he threw off his shirt.
Oh, I flew. Oh, I flew. Oh, I flew. Where did not go!
The power of the seals captivated me
Three days kept, but did not let go.
Three nights did not sleep, no bed got up.
If I knew, everything would fly my life ...
Oh, I was flying. Oh, I was flying. Oh, I was flying. From the bed did not get up.
Oh, I was flying. Oh, I was flying. Oh, I was flying. Did not know that!
Oh, I was flying. Oh, I was flying. Oh, I was flying. From the bed did not get up.
Oh, I was flying. Oh, I was flying. Oh, I was flying. Did not know that!