Поетичний переклад пісні "Цвіте терен" англійською мовою ​

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The color is thorny, the color is thorny, And the color fades. Who is not known in love, She doesn’t know grief. Who is not known in love, She doesn’t know grief. And I'm a young girl, That one knew grief, I didn't finish the party, Nichka didn’t get enough sleep. I didn't finish the party, Nichka didn’t get enough sleep. Oh, I'll take the little chair, I'll sit down until the end, The eyes never slept yet, And then go to sleep. The eyes never slept yet, And then go to sleep. Whether you want to sleep, don’t sleep - You won't sleep; Here I go, my dear Other jokes. Here I go, my dear Other jokеs