Lyrics Тартак Народна Пісня - Туман Яром

I fall, I fall, I fall from heaven to earth.
And, falling, all the good that was between us, I remember.
It's all gone, now it's winter -
And I was left alone, and you were left alone.
We see well what really isn't,
And what is, neither you nor I for some reason do not notice.
All that was good suddenly became bad -
Life was covered with fog ...

Oh fog ravine, wheat fallow, in the oat valley ...

In my words you no longer have faith,
For me, your blue lakes have turned into black holes.
Love, desire are the words of the song.
Although we sang together, the songs were different.
And I flew with the wind in times of separation,
And you held, you knitted your hands.
My strawberries are your viburnum.
For me - the mountains, you - the valley ...

In the Valley of Oats ...
But not really, young Cossack, you live with me.

Well, that's all - we are running around in different parts of the same world.
Nobody knows what to do - cry or rejoice. Like children.
Nonsense! Does it matter? Now it doesn't matter!
We didn't even say goodbye to each other,
We didn't say goodbye!
You were left alone and I went after another -
I'm fine with her, she's fine with me ...

You live with me ...
And when the evening comes, you go dark again to the second.
To the second you go ...
And to me a verse, a quiet voice you give.

You cast your voice ...
Siege you, sweetheart, my black-shaven, cherry-yard.
Cherry yard ...
So that the wind does not go, oh, so that your voice does not bring.
Your voice ...
And I already planted, often watered, not accepted.
Not accepted ...
And yet our faithful marriage is still underway.