Katyusha - Irina Bilik (BQ)
Blossoms graces the apple trees and pear trees.
Mist upon the river floated by.
Down Katyusha came to gather berries
On the cliff top rising steepe and high.
There she walked and there she started singing
Of the dove-grey eagle of the stepp
Of the one that she had her heart winging
Of the one whose letters she had kept.
Song of love her maiden love declaring,
Chase the sun and speed without delay.
Warmest greetings from Katyusha bearing
To the border guardsman far away.
May the boy his village girl remember,
May he hear her love of tenderness,
May he guard his native land forever,
And Katyusha guard her love no less.
Blossoms filled the apple trees and pear trees,
Mist upon the river floated by,
Down Katyusha came to gather berries
On the cliff top rising steepe up on high.
beautiful voice and woman!
ropika78 2 years ago 10
@cachorring "ti leti" is "let it fly " ( the letter )
SaraSaraSara28 11 months ago