Shumel kamysh. folk song
Shumel kamysh, trees bent
and dark was the night.
One beloved couple walked all
night until the morning.
And in the morning they woke up,
around pomyataya grass.
Ah, no one grass is rumpled,
is rumpled maiden beauty.
Go home, and the House will be asked:
"where are you walked where?"
"And I walked in the garden,
home, path not found ".
"And if my mother would not believe,
then come back here."
And I came, it really doesn't,
It will never be.
Ah, here's someone I loved
who I gave heart.
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