Lyrics евгения смолянинова - Ухарь-купец

Went from the fair
Wuhan-merchant,
Wuhan-merchant
It's a fine fellow.
I drove into the village
Drinking horses
I conceived a gulp
People surprise.
Old and small
He drinks wine,
Drink! drink it!
Drink - make money.
To a bashful little girl
The merchant sticks,
He beckons, caresses,
He takes the handle.
Krasotkina's mother
It was quick,
With such speeches
The merchant approached:
"Stop, merchant,
Stop, do not spoil,
My daughter
Do not disgrace, do not kiss! "
Here the merchant
He shook it in silver:
"No, do not,
We'll find another! "
Krasotkin's father
Here, the deal was cleared up
The old devil
He pushed his foot away.
What do you care,
Old hag?
Let him walk
My daughter!
Throughout the village
The lights went out,
Old, small
To sleep have subsided.
In one cottage only
The light burns,
There's a drunk on the bench
The peasant is sleeping.
In a red shirt,
In blue trousers,
The crumpled hat
He lies in his head.
Throughout the village
Slavushka has passed:
Mashka's daughter
At the dawn came!
Mashka's daughter
At the dawn came:
Full hem
Silver brought!