Braided river in braids ,
Yes to the morning dew
Ran a young,
About love I did not know ,
Braided river in braids ,
At-a , but on the morning dew .
And I do not know how it happened ,
Soon, however, I fell in love ,
Night braids rasplela I
Good-bye, my darling ,
Night braids rasplela I
Mom, a bird flew away into the sky .
Pick me , pick me ,
Pick me , pick me ,
Pick me , pick me ,
Pick me
Now it's your I
Not born beautiful, and happy.
Now it's your I
Not born beautiful, and loved.
Now it's your I
Not born beautiful, and happy.
Now it's your I
Not born beautiful, and loved.
What do I do , I do not know .
Became a Mom, I'm different .
Do not scold me , do not,
I , too, will soon become a mother .
Braided river in braids ,
Mom , but on the morning dew .
Not born beautiful, and happy.
Now it's your I
Not born beautiful, and loved.
Now it's your I
Not born beautiful, and happy.
Now it's your I
Not born beautiful, and loved.
