In first and early time
Like bird I wanted
To fly
And to be in time
For love.
Would collect the early berries
Would know secret paths.
And sing
Ans fly
After you.
Flew and sang in the summer
I flew and sang in the summer
Winter charmed
Made turn in circle.
Hid, flew in summerа.
Didn't tell love fortunes
I was waited only for one darling
But isn't loved.
A little over fields and poplars
Over the one sleep herb and over flowers
Through
Only bitter honey
Was collected by me.
I had waited for cold, didn't sighted
That these berries became
Into ice
I'd fly
But I'm tired