LYRICS

Year hopes gives, gives and she promises,
prosperity of this Leto, of tekezeseto.
to get tight from early to not only words,
must court to put our fault. (x2)

There are people miserable, just drying my kolashki,
that would be paid, old return.
They Tis long talk, but will not rejoice
of kulaks our old already their creep. (x2)

and our foremen everyone has to look for, and it
navnitsite accurate without being vicious.
Yes is never receives also Suceava,
they watch only uncle how is brother-in-law. (x2)

but they’re going to City and will interfere white cakes,
‘ll see with kind words and a white loaves.
year gives hope, she gives and promises,
prosperity of this Leto, of tekezeseto. (x2)