happiness, and the accordion, the accordion sings, invites me to go on a date with you, play two-row , olyanochkaka is playing, kolyanochka is playing, my heart is waiting to play with a sweet meeting. little fluffy little thing, oh tigrayan girl, my little heart is waiting for you from sweet meetings, rejoice. brymy sustretsa with you the holy heat. the song of cancer is different from our love. we are kind to you and the sir, the music of the region is on the wing. the fairy-tale light is filled with bright melodic words. the song is coming soon. i rejoice at the clear hopes, wounds of the sardachny berries of the sky salava, the song of the happy season, do not forget the brothers, with the songs we are the sun of uzenice, with the songs we are vigilant in the war, a song at the happy hour . don’t forget the darlings, through songs we are the sun in the zenith, through the songs we are sharp-sighted in the sun, through the songs we are sharp-sighted in the zenith, through the songs we are sharp-sighted in the sun, a song at the hour of the day , don’t forget the sunny. as you know, before a co