naradziusya christ!burning the bright candle of may, you are scattering the raspberries, father maroz and saint michael, and you are gathering your eyes for the evening, like the day of verastsyanka, good evening! tabe shchodry evening, dear radzima of may, good evening, good, shchodry evening, dear radzima, radzima of may! “the eye in the sky has sunburned, the whole evening floats above the earth, i long for sleep and bread, the bruise of irajima, and the vigil is gathering forever, like the day of verastsian may, good evening.” like tabe shchodra vechar, dear radzima of may, good evening, good evening, dear! radzima, radzima of may, good evening, good evening, good evening, radzima, good evening of may! the fragrant bird cherry blossomed in the spring, i fell in love with the young accordion player, he told me yesterday the cherished words, and my love makes me dizzy, he said the cherished words to me yesterday, and my love makes me dizzy, and the accordion, the accordion sings. he’s calling me on a d