(Russian)
|
Oj, it is still not evening...
But I fell asleep, I fell asleep
And I had a dream
I had a dream that my black horse
Was playing and dancing under me
The captain was a clever guy
He could interpret my dream
'Your wild head' - he said, - 'you'll lose it'
Oj, the angry winds came from the West
And blew the black hat from my wild head
|
© All rights reserved
