let's play, two-row, two-row, to us better open it, oh you accordion, mother’s trumpets, you have a micha called for the lads, black clouds flew in and they cried like a river, seeing them off. well, it’s a real holiday of harmony, and guys, there are those who are willing and there are those who are able, yes, this is our place, oryol district, yes, oryol region, the surname is samsuiv, that’s subsuiv, yeah, so, that means the dance will be good, not timid, but a little bit like that in anticipation of a thunderstorm, solid, solid, they say someone else will join in, incomprehensible person, now we’ll find out everything, we’ll clap, we won’t write, but a little more, a little more, come on, yes, where is our bait, what will he answer, what will he answer, come on, come on, give me this one of yours , in the oryol region the hormone is playing again and i know it won’t be able to shut up until the morning, someone may be suffocating. and the song will sound in the memory for a long time, someone may have a melted soul, the song will sound in the memory for a long time, with hope in the h