Текст песни Виталий Каледин - Белолица, круглолица

White-faced, round-faced ...
White-faced, round-faced,
Sweet girl,
Blush on your cheeks
Always plays
He is daring thugs

Always seduces.
Well done one fine
Familiar to the girl,
Often walks in the meadow,
He crushes the grass.
He crushes that weed,
Looking for Rosenki.
My dear came out
On the red porch;
The beauty spoke
This is the word:
"Don't stand, dear, at the porch,
Have pity on the heart!
Have pity on your heart
Walk wherever you want!
I won't love you
Don't think about that!
Choose another one for yourself
Do it!
I have my dear now
There is another heart. "

A dove flew through the city
Like an arrow from a bow;
The spleen duck swam
Quiet water
She is calm water -
By the Volga river.
Say, spleen duck
My darling
I live as an orphan
Bitter widow
Bitter, sad widow,
A victorious head!
Songbook of 1815,