Chubby-white-faced, red damsel
at the valley stood the viburnum broke.
I stood at the valley, broke the viburnum,
Threw on the path,
friend returned.
Threw on the path,
friend returned.
Turn around, my dear, turn back, heart.
Turn around my dear, turn back, heart.
You won’t come back, my dear, though look around.
You won’t come back, my dear, though look around.
Do not look around, my dear, give a wave at least a hand.
Do not look around, my dear, give a wave at least a hand.
Swing your right hand, a down hat. (I will go with you)
Street, street, wide street,
near this street the river is deep.
Near this street the river is deep,
In the meadow near the river, a grass is high,
Grass grass
nightingale nightingales
young girls walk on the grass
walk on the grass
young girls
go like swans, white swans