Десь Заграла Гітара (Ai Cover)

From the stands the branches are still
A breeze fell asleep in the reeds
Softly played a weeping guitar.
There a
Girl met the spring.
Somewhere my dear
One has gone far away, so far away from
My village.
And the moon behind a cloud
Won't tell, that he once had a sweetheart.
Where are you going
Where are you going?
Leaving me, and leaving me behind.
And never
And never
Will you remember me
And with another you will meet the spring.
Oh, do not cry, do not worry maiden.