Zora Lina — Чого плачуть очі

What do I need black brows for What do I need hazel eyes for What do I need young years for Merry girlhood years My young years Are going to waste The eyes are crying, the black brows Are fading in the wind The heart is withering, sick of the world Like a bird without freedom What is my beauty to me When there is no fate It is hard for me as an orphan To live in this world My own people are like strangers There is no one to talk to Hey, hey, hey, hey

There is no one to ask Why the eyes are crying There is no one to tell What the heart wants What the heart, like a dove Coos day and night No one asks it No one knows, no one hears

Strangers will not ask And why would they Let the orphan girl cry Let her years go to waste Cry then, heart, cry, eyes Until you fall asleep Louder, more mournfully So the winds will hear So the wild winds will carry it Across the blue sea To the dark-haired, faithless one For a bitter grief

There is no one to ask Why the eyes are crying There is no one to tell What the heart wants What the heart, like a dove Coos day and night No one asks it No one knows, no one hears