Текст песни Ирина Ежова - Белая берёза

Am Dm
Across the river, with the field raskudryavy maple,
G C E
The white birch was the love maple
Am Dm
And when the wind died down over the field,
E Am
I - the one maple birch sang a song.

Chorus:
    White Birch I love you,
    Give me a thin branch.
    Without love, no affection, I fading,
    White Birch you love.

She playfully rustles in the leaves,
I have a nice wind field,
And from the words of these poor maple tree droops,
Anyway birch sang a song.

Chorus.

One day the wind is heard
An evil terrible force he attacked maple,
And in an unequal battle fell curly maple,
Just heard through the parting groan.