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Клюква translation of lyrics

English translation of Клюква by Дом Кукол
Braided my braids Rus,
Sang songs, Oh Yes, sad,
Gold poured into the feet of white,
Silver my hands are confused.
Bowstring taut taut,
Duck brimstone, wings extricated,
Would fly to the red sun,
Yes around only pitch dark
The river was there the fog gray,
In the field the berries - sorrow juicy,
In the forest, cheese brought down a bit,
The devil-the father was called by name.
While away the night with its never-sleeping,
And as the sun shines the sky,
I look in the mirror - there she stands,
Hair Seda, Yes toothless

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