Текст песни Терёха - Колечко

Clutched her head
I don't eat, I don't sleep
Furious all the troubles
At the gate I wait
I spend to the bench
I'll show the stars
Yes under the trill of the straw
I'll give a ring

Rolled, rolled
Gold ring.
It rolled up, rolled
For your porch.
Rolled, rolled
Gold ring,
Oiyo fell in love
I am your heart

Oh, I do not see others -
You are not better than you.
I know that we will be together for many, many years.
Do not be afraid of anything. Look into the eyes.
Yes, under the trilles of the nightingale
You choose me