nadezhda kadysheva gold ring ensemble. bereshka, low clouds hide the moonlight, i wish i could fly, but there are no wings, in a damp thief, an evil fire is boiling, a horse blacker than night stands by the fire, he hoofs, looking for a sedan, that horse pushed away, our shores, ours shore, the house knocked, uninvited, here it is love, repentant, dear us, long nights, unloved, with unloved, black water , flows far, the oar was carried away, but the raft was broken, swallows howled, crows rose, they met early, understood late, believe new ones, we can’t pick off the light, and one misfortune will make our bed, the river is wide, the echo is long, the sound is blacker than night, it walks around, walks around, knocked. the river is wide, the river is deep, you won’t be able to swim from that bank, low clouds hide the moonlight, i wish i could fly, but there are wings outside, in the damp forest, an evil fire is stirring, a horse blacker than the night is standing by the window, he will come with his hoof, looking for sedaka

the parodies of the most famous, the most. popular artists, i will now declare russian folk, nadezhda kadyshevao me, she asked me to sing it, he still shouts that tawat and hands give hope for and the dear one next to me smiles , tries to pull the meters, and here the rumor goes that everything is blooming in kadyshev, and in order to surprise the people, my husband is now going to break the payyan. i was once a doctor, people know this, now i sing songs with ringing strings, if the critics still finish me off, help will come soon. mine, take me, bark, bark, bark, bark, bark, bark-bark, i’ll raise my faithful guitar like a saber, dashingly sing a song to the ruban from the right shoulder, the face of the cossack sings to you, razenbaun, sashka, even though my last name is, this is for the doctor. i'm as tough as a tea thunderstorm, at least a little bit floor, and if you hit a glass beast, it’s like her khan, and i’m like a very gentle robe, but my temper hardens in an instant, if i hit the gelatinous one, what do i care, kerdik, i’m such a little flower, a little flower, in spite of years, i a