Gold, Gold,
Generously covered with a dome ,
Dear to us , oh how dear to us ,
The one who is gone forever .
Sopochki in green sopochki ,
And you do not close your eyes ,
And piles , oh on piles ,
Come on, lads , zatryahivay .
Chorus:
Guitar rang in the dead of night ,
Tolley voice croaks , felts we dream ,
Bring dove gray letter on the wing ,
By Seryoga hi Nagovitsyna .
Love, love,
Zolotcov fallen star
What are you again , ah, what are you again ,
Not guessed , as always.
In the spring , the spring,
Disturbing the sleep of the bay owl,
The snow melts , ah white snow,
Sleeping barracks , and in them lads .
Chorus .
