kolkhoz polka


Stretch wider accordion,
Let the girls perepoyut.
Let them know in the world,
As farmers live.

Let go steamer stretch sails,
I kolkhoz girl, my fair-haired beauty.

You play, play, accordion,
You play, play the accordion.
We carry on the farm
The five-year new plan.

Well me with the sweet in the field
About love to talk,
Where a thick, golden
Rye kolkhoz noise.

Cute flying through the sky,
Cute on the ground looks.
It argues in height
On my about beauty.

Oh, at the dawn of the accordion
Yes, the village is spread,
aspic votes
Right in the heart asks.

Ah, creak, creak, creak,
New shoes.
We girls have left?
As a Picture

Slippers you mine,
Noses hemstitch.
I did not want to dance.
Sami jumped.

Let go steamer stretch sails,
I kolkhoz girl, my Russian beauty.