Pears and apples blossomed on their branches.
River mist was spreading high and wide.
On the steep and lofty bank at morning
Kate came walking by the riverside.
Kate came walking, singing in the morning
Of a brave gray eagle of the steppes,
Of a man she'd come to call beloved
Of a man whose letters she had kept.
"Darling song, song of a loving maiden,
Following the sun fly high and straight
Toward a soldier far out on the border
Bringing greetings from yours truly Kate.
Bid him then recall a simple woman,
Bid him hear her voice in every verse,
Bid him with his life guard mother Russia,
And his Kate shall guard their love with hers."
Pears and apples blossomed on their branches.
River mist was spreading high and wide.
On the steep and lofty bank at morning
Kate came walking by the riverside.
發表於 2011-7-16 16:11
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