Текст песни Заплатки - Вытку горюшко,да повешу на стену.

I wove my sadness, embroidered patterns
A bitter drop of tears has fallen into the darkness of a candle
I flew my soul away, but everything did not fly away
My dear, you do not feel sorry for me,
You can see another waiting in the distance.

Chorus:
Vytku goryushko yes hang on the wall
Patterns, buttons, ragged edge
Well you, goryushko, did not want happiness to us
Now hang on, burn out.

In winter, it will change color; patterns will come off in spring.
And burn off every trace in my bitter love
I do not know how old color loses grief
Probably while I look after
Your tenderness leaving.