Lyrics Дом Кукол - Клюква
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Заплетали мне косы русые,
Пели песни, ой да, печальные,
Злато сыпали в ноги белые,
Серебром мои руки путали.
Тетивою тугой натянута,
Уткой серою, крылья выпростав,
Полетела бы к солнцу красному,
Да вокруг только тьма кромешная...
На реке была - там туман седой,
В поле ягоды - горем сочные,
Во лесу сыром сбила ноженьки,
Леший-батюшка звал по имени.
Скоротаю ночь недреманную,
А как солнышко небо высветит,
Гляну в зеркало - там Она стоит,
Волоса седы, да беззубая...
Пели песни, ой да, печальные,
Злато сыпали в ноги белые,
Серебром мои руки путали.
Тетивою тугой натянута,
Уткой серою, крылья выпростав,
Полетела бы к солнцу красному,
Да вокруг только тьма кромешная...
На реке была - там туман седой,
В поле ягоды - горем сочные,
Во лесу сыром сбила ноженьки,
Леший-батюшка звал по имени.
Скоротаю ночь недреманную,
А как солнышко небо высветит,
Гляну в зеркало - там Она стоит,
Волоса седы, да беззубая...
They braided my braids,
They sang songs, oh yes, sad,
Gold was poured into his legs white,
Silver my hands were confused.
Aunt is tight,
Duck gray, wings out,
I would fly to the red sun,
Yes around only darkness is pitch ...
On the river there was - there the fog is gray,
In the field of berries - grief succulent,
In the woods, she was knocked down by the cheese,
Leshy-father called by name.
I break the night untaught,
And how the sun will light up the sun,
I look in the mirror - there She stands,
Hair is gray, yes toothless ...
They sang songs, oh yes, sad,
Gold was poured into his legs white,
Silver my hands were confused.
Aunt is tight,
Duck gray, wings out,
I would fly to the red sun,
Yes around only darkness is pitch ...
On the river there was - there the fog is gray,
In the field of berries - grief succulent,
In the woods, she was knocked down by the cheese,
Leshy-father called by name.
I break the night untaught,
And how the sun will light up the sun,
I look in the mirror - there She stands,
Hair is gray, yes toothless ...