Lyrics Екатерина Гусева и Сергей Безруков - Иван-да-Марья

Here came the dashing trouble -
Already the gate is being opened, -
So the hour has come when
Woman's tears dry up.
So there is no more room
No pleasures, no outfits.
If seven troubles - one answer, -
So let it be until better years
Our troubles will be near.

Don't hold me back with persuasion.
I believe sacredly - isn't it in him?
Let the black crows circle over him,
But he is dear to me even in captivity.

Where should they know: they sing all around
Yes, I heard myself
How in a year who knows what
Have suddenly become one flower
Two flowers - Ivan and Marya.

Matchmakers came in large numbers
As if for fun, for fun, -
Ah, they are jesters, jesters:
That will never happen.

Good winds, secretly
Sneak into the dungeon -
Let him know about
That the soul strives for him.
Let my heart not fall
And does not think bad
Let him hope and wait -
Maryin's help will come
Soon, soon, that's right.

Let it not complain, let it not toil,
It's no wonder a flower in an open field
Our name is called -
So he bloom in captivity!

..... from pocon
Yes, I heard myself
How in a year who knows what
Have suddenly become one flower
Two flowers - Ivan and Marya.