My tractor is running,
The motor is rumbling,
It's running down hill,
The driver is asleep.
- Wait, yo, how you been?
Come with us to catch crabs
Through Ion's garden,
In wich birds are sleeping.
There is fire at the horizont,
And night down hill,
I am riding,
Stepping on the pedal .
Ouch, ouch,
Alas, my head it's killing me,
I go fishing at night
To plough the soil.
My tractor is running,
On bad terrain,
This is my donkey,
God help me!
The spring is running
Pull the starter,
The village it's not visible
Becouse of to many feelings,
-Yo, Vologhea, what's wrong with you
Are you ok or not,
Where is your car?
- It's broken, parked near the hydrant.
My tractor is running,
On bad terrain,
This is my stallion
God help me!
The voice of the motor can be heard
At the edge of the village.
I take a stop at The Russian Valley
To take a nap under a walnut tree.
-Yo, Vologhea, the hill is big!
Come on, have mercy on the pedal!
Let's go!