A cherry orchard there by the house, The May bugs buzzing over the cherries The plowmen walk on with their plows, The girls are singing as they walk, And mothers awaits them for supper. The family, has supper here by the house, The evening star arises there The Daughter serving out the supper, And mother wants lessons to teach, But the nightingale won't let her. The Mother laid down by the house Her little dear children to sleep, Herself fell asleep beside them.there Everything fell silent, but the girls And nightingale have not gone silent.
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Чарівна музика🥰
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A cherry orchard there by the house,
The May bugs buzzing over the cherries
The plowmen walk on with their plows,
The girls are singing as they walk,
And mothers awaits them for supper.
The family, has supper here by the house,
The evening star arises there
The Daughter serving out the supper,
And mother wants lessons to teach,
But the nightingale won't let her.
The Mother laid down by the house
Her little dear children to sleep,
Herself fell asleep beside them.there
Everything fell silent, but the girls
And nightingale have not gone silent.
Поёт Елизавета Чавдар
У самому ролику в титрах є вказівка, що співає незрівняна Єлизавета Чавдар
@@МаринаДолгіх Спасибо! Не заметила. И правда, незрiвняна!