Why is it so noisy in Russia birch?
Why belostvolnye understand everything?
At the roads are leaning against the wind
And the foliage is so sad throw.
I will go on the road, I'm glad expanse
Maybe it's just all I know in life,
Why so sad leaves fly,
Under his shirt caressing the soul
A heart again hot, hot,
And again and again without an answer
A leaflet with birch fell on his shoulder
It's like I looked up from the branches
Sit on my own path with you
You must understand I'll be back, do not be sad it is not necessary
And the old woman wag his hand in farewell
And for me, the gate closes
Why is it so noisy in Russia birch,
Why so good accordion playing,
Fingers on the button in the wind just fly by,
And the last, oh, sinks.
A heart again hot, hot,
And again, and again no response,
A leaflet with birch fell on his shoulder,
It's like I looked up from the branches
A heart again hot, hot,
And again, and again no response,
A leaflet with birch fell,
It's like I looked up from the branches