У Вишневому Садочку Соловейко Щебетав (Ai Cover Alina Kalina)

Oh, in the cherry orchard, a
Nightingale is singing
Tweet-tweet-chok-chok.
Ai-ai-yai.
There a nightingale is singing
Chok-chok-chok
Ai-ai-yai
There a nightingale is singing.
Oh, in the green orchard, a
Cossack was
Persuading a girl
Hai-yai-yai
And the
Cossack persuaded the girl
Tweet-tweet-tweet
Ai-ai-ai!
And the
Cossack persuaded the girl:
"Oh, you dark-browed girl!
Oh will you marry me?
Tweet-tweet-tweet
Hai-yai
Oh, will you marry me
Tweet-tweet-tweet
Tyo-tyo-tyo
Tyo-tyo-tyo
Ai-ai-ai
You are that
Cossack who always parties
My mother knows you.
You are that
Cossack who always parties
It-tweet-tweet
Ai-ai-ai
You are that
Cossack who always parties
Tweet-tweet-tweet
H-tyo-tyo
Hai-yai-yai
You are that
Cossack who always parties
And
I won't be afraid of my mother if
I fall in love with you
Tweet-tweet-tweet
Tyo-tyo-tyo
Ai-ai-ai if
I fall in love with you
Tweet-tweet-tweet
Tyo-tyo-tyo
Ai-ai-ai oh.
If
I fall in love with you
Whether the
Lord gives it to me, or
Saint Barbara.
Around my table are the guests
I wished for.
Oh
Oh, whether the
Lord gives it to me, or
Holy Sunday.
Around my table are the guests
I wanted.
Oh, for those who drink, pour them some
Whoever doesn't drink
Do not give them any
Whoever shows
The bottom of the glass
To them happiness
To them happiness and good hey
Oh, uncle, build a house.
Near us.
We will drink and party.
Sometimes at yours, sometimes at ours, swans flew in sat on the fence
If such a host
Then the guests won't drink.
Drink to the bottom
Drink to the bottom
Then you will be soft.
Sleep until day
Sleep until day
You will be healthy.
For some reason
The hand is shaking and the vodka isn't
Being drunk.
Somewhere there's a hole
In the bottom, the vodka leaked out
To the health of the house.
And who is in this house
To the ruin of the enemy.
That envies us
Well come on, come on slowly pour it out
Well come on, come on slowly pour it out.
I had a steam engine.
Oh, and
I sold it.
With that money, I hired good musicians
I hired
I hired.
Oh, my musicians
You play me the blacksmith song
And the blacksmith, through the legs
Once, once,
I had a gray shawl and
I sold it
And for that money
Good musicians
I hired, I hired
I hired
I had some red wine
Pour me a little bit
Go on, pour me a little more.
Pour it slowly
Oh, I had a steam engine, and
I sold it
And with that money, some good musicians
I hired, I hired
Oh, my musicians
Play me
The blacksmith
The blacksmith.
And the blacksmith
Trips them over his leg, one-two-three
I had a grey headscarf and
I sold it.
And for that money
Good musicians