Why is it so noisy in Russia birch ,
Why belostvolnye understand everything ,
Road, leaning , standing in 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