Lyrics Екатерина Болдырева - Утушка

1. Fly away, flew from the north
I flew from the north, I sat down on a tree
I sat down on a tree, I hoped for an earring
And the earrings hoped - the song was singing

Gathered animals under the tree
Glyad look at this sort of unprecedented
Birds gathered on a tree
To hear the sound of a mess

2. They are told by the gray helplessness
I am a gray helpless, bold bold
Thirty lands, the far away seas
I flew across fifty fields

On the three-folded earth, on the golden mountain
It is Kazan-city, white and stone
There are seven fires burning, there are seven princes sitting
Bells ring, pour out

3. The rivers of the ponds are prudy, the princes judge the courts
And all the gardens there are kind people
The Earth itself will give birth, the Braga itself wanders
And the red girls dance there

A round dance was conducted around the seven gates
One light-Maryushka bitter tears pours
There is no sun for her over Kazan-city
I fell in love with a falcon - it turned out to be a crow

4. Do not stand, animals, you, animals, by the tree
You run, fast, on four sides
Do not sit on a tree, birds
You fly with the wind to all parts of the world

You are on all sides, on all sides
Find Mary's sunshine
The sun will look out, roll the curtain
Our Maryashka slezosnki will dry