Oh, viburnum blossoms


Oh, viburnum blossoms in a field near a stream
Man, I fell in love with the young
Man loved the misfortune
I can not open up words, I do not find

He lives not know anything about
That maiden one thinks about it
At the creek with snowball flies color
My dear good guess himself

And love maiden every day stronger
How can I dare to tell about it
I do not dare go to the words of the will
My dear good guess sam1949