Люди встречаются [Lyudi vstrechayut·sya] [English translation]

People meet each other

People fall in love with each other

People get married

I am unlucky in love, it's a bad job

Finally, I met a girl last night

Where trains were whistling alarmingly

Their wheels rumbling on tracks

She got into her carriage

She smiled at me from the window

The train moved slowly, I followed it

I waved at her in reply

She has fair hair, a plait

There is the bottomless blue sky in her eyes

There is Spring in her smile

A slim, cute, very beautiful girl

Maybe, she is somewhere around here

She got into her carriage

She smiled at me from the window

The train moved slowly, I followed it

I waved at her in reply

People meet each other

People fall in love with each other

People get married

I am unlucky in love, it's a bad job

It's a bad job

It's a bad job

It's a bad job

• Artist:Vesyolye rebyata