it's called olsya, you are olsya, meet me. more cheerfully, i stood on the mountain, prayed to god ofaw, for freedom, for the people, bowed low, oh my! so that wives wait, and fathers and children, those who are looking for the truth, mother, and according to the world, for the load, the cossack asked for blessings. the bread is worthy, in the peaceful pursuits, be afraid, be afraid, don’t be afraid of me, i won’t touch you, don’t bother me. oh, oh, oh, oh, don’t be afraid of me, i won’t touch you, don’t worry, so that blood doesn’t flow, so that the crypt doesn’t live, he prayed to god, so he prayed, that is to say, for his native land, so that grief is not a tear, it was not touched. like on a formidable tereg on a high bank? the cossacks drove out 40 thousand horses, the field was covered, the shore was covered, with hundreds of chopped and shot people, lovers, love, love to deal with ours... i have to put out the fire, darlings, lads, lyubos, lads, brothers to live, you don’t have to bother with our chieftain, and our chieftain knows who to choose, squadron of peace, mada, they fo