Lyrics Фольклер и Этно - Музыка русского поозерья - На расплетание косы

Worth (Name) under the wreath
Yes, she scratched a kerchief with a comb
She threw the comb under the wreath
And rusuyu kerchief on chepets
Silk cap braid blink
And our (name) tears pour
And our (name) tears pour
 Here's to you (Name) for that
Here's to you (Name) for that
Bolo do not spank the kerchief in the morning
And it was to weave a kerchief in four rows
It was to live with my father for four years
I lived with my father for a year or two
I lived with my father - many years (or age)
Not one shirt pulled down
Not one young man did not like