Ho, my Sirotinushka!
Ho, my cool Ryabinushka!
Why to cry, my heart, my soul?
It’s your life, your self control.
It’s your chance, your lasting land.
Give me, please, your lonely hands.
Something, anyway, one once
take my heart and take my guns.
Something, anyway your eyes
will be see sweet day, my nice.
Take my soul and make to touch.
Give me, please, so very much.
Crazy Sirotinushka!
Crazy cool Ryabinushka!
Why to cry, my heart, my soul?
It’s your life, your self control.
Music & Lyrics by © Vitali Strakholet, Minsk, 1994, december, 4
Photo by © Vitali Osipovich, Minsk, 2012, october
Sirotinushka
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