Текст песни ст. Червлёная - На горе на той на высокой красоте

On the mountain oh yes on the mountain
on the one on high beauty
stands kuparis tree
on that cuparis tree
golden cradle hanging
along the silk chain
silver rings
on that cradle of gold
lies daring good fellow

They are called by the name of a fellow
that Andrey Nikolaevich is the soul
two sisters shake it
and his third mother
you are my mummy my nanny
swing taller than me
toss the basement of the tower
I would see my darling
Tatyana Borisovna soul
and my darling is coming
carries little rings in his hands