Lyrics Била мене мати березовим прутом - Щоб я не ходила iз тим баламутом

She was my mother
Birch rod
That I did not go
with that troublemaker
I know my mom
 You guys are troublemakers
 But it's hard
Without them in the world will be
Refrain:
She was my mother
Birch rod
That I did not go
 with that troublemaker
That I did not go
 with that troublemaker
She was my mother
 Birch rod
Ooh, dearly stood
 Up until the cocks were washed
 The door opened
In order not to squeal
What should I do
My mom is my mom
I'll be out for a minute
And I stay till morning
Refrain:
She was my mother
Birch rod
That I did not go
 with that troublemaker
That I did not go
 with that troublemaker
 She was my mother
Birch rod
Don't quarrel, Mom
I have a lot of them
 I will not follow them all
I'll go for one
Don't quarrel, Mom
I have a lot of them
 I will not follow them all
I'll go for one
Chorus.