Has a long history. One era succeeded another, the state more than once risked ceasing to exist, but the inhabitants did not allow the loss of their heritage. Having gone through all the difficulties with a proudly raised head, the now prosperous Russian people have not lost their former greatness. Each event - the birth of a child, a wedding or a harvest - was accompanied by cheerful songs and dances. The performers often changed, but the text was not forgotten and passed down from generation to generation. The most cheerful genre is considered to be Russian folk ditties - short rhymed songs, accompanied by dancing and playing musical instruments.
The concept of folklore
Oral creativity of each ethnic group is represented by various genres. Despite the lack of education of the writers of songs, legends and tales, folklore presents a serious philosophical conflict - the struggle against good and evil. The bright side has always been the winner, which explains the optimistic pathos of oral folk art.
Folklore differs from literature in its nature and life content, ideological essence, artistic system and principles of creation and existence. This is art created by ordinary residents of villages and villages for a wide range of people. Russian folk songs and ditties reflect the pressing problems and life of ordinary guys and girls, so their ideological and thematic content will always be relevant. It is no wonder that rhymed songs are often sung not only by villagers, but also by city dwellers, and it is especially interesting to observe the evolution of refrains in creativity. famous poets, such as Sergei Yesenin, Alexander Blok, Vladimir Vysotsky, Bulat Okudzhava.
Poetics of ditties
Among all the genres of oral folk art, the ditty is the youngest. Originating in the nineteenth century, short rhymed songs became widespread during the years of the establishment of Soviet power. Russian scholars have not been able to establish who was the author of the first ditty, therefore it is fair to say that the entire Russian people made efforts to this. Village events, the return of a soldier from the front, love experiences could serve as an occasion for folding poetic lines. Due to the fact that the carriers were uneducated village men and women, Russian folk obscene ditties appeared, which in every locality were called differently: refrains, korotels, skazukhs, korotushki, sobirushki, turntables. Despite the satirical nature of the poetic lines, no one was offended by their writers, even if they recognized their actions and deeds in an invented image.
One day
Unlike epics or which, having existed for a short time, changed in content and passed into other forms, the ditty genre will always be relevant due to its composition and thematic content. Rhyming songs often reflected a reaction to newly occurring events in public life settlements or individual residents. The main characters and performers were most often boys and girls. The actual theme of love in ditties acquired a new color and became not a high feeling, but a trick, which sometimes had to be mocked.
Oh-oh, oh-oh
The sea darkened.
He left his girlfriend, me too,
We are both sad.
Regardless of the character - joyful or sad - Russian folk ditties wore a positive color and were performed to the dance of girls or the harmonious game of guys. In the text, the performers could not be shy about talking about their secret experiences, addressing the audience with requests or reproaches.
Views on the origin of the term
The forerunners of choruses were folk game songs, which were called "frequent". The term was first used by a writer towards the end of the nineteenth century. Academician Aleksey Alexandrovich Shakhmatov, who studied folklore, interpreted Russian folk ditties differently. The text of the songs, as a rule, had to be pronounced quickly, clearly and correspond to the rhythm of the dance or musical instrument. This is how the name “chastushka” known to us came from the verb “chastushka”.
Another version says that the noun came from the adverb "often", since the words were pronounced with high frequency. Choruses were not previously considered a full-fledged artistic genre, although in our time quatrains occupy a significant place in the national song culture.
Fulfill everything!
Today, Russian folk ditties are the favorite genre not only among the villagers, but also among the urban population. The first performers were young guys, but over time, grandmothers and children fell in love with humorous songs so much that people of all generations soon began to sing them. Under the cheerful melody of the harmonica, rarely anyone could keep their unruly legs, so both old and young started dancing and began to sing.
Russian folk ditties for children are distinguished by a narrow range of topics covered in them and have a simpler composition. Songs were sung at small holidays in a relaxed atmosphere and most often invented on the go.
I'm little Svetochka
I love to dance here
And I love to relax.
A beautiful skirt
I'll put it on in the garden
I will dance here
And water the trees.
Chastushkas are designed for singing and dancing accomplices, so the composition could be built in the form of a dialogue. Often village competitions were held with the winner being able to come up with the most rhyming songs.
Under the accordion - more fun!
The main feature of oral folk art - syncretism - implies the connection various kinds art. Russian folklore successfully combines words, music and theatre. This tradition is also inherent in ditties, so the songs were performed to the accompaniment of the balalaika and other instruments. So the entertainment became even more provocative and cheerful, and under the tunes of the harmonica, the legs themselves strove to dance.
I danced and danced
Galoshes wiped everything.
Me mama from the street
Fired the poker.
Russian folk ditties - funny or sad - could be performed to traditional instruments: balalaika, tambourine, horn, wooden spoons, bells.
The problem of preserving Russian folklore
No nation can prolong its existence without ancient traditions. Today, large and small forms of folklore are preserved in small towns and villages, where, like several centuries ago, collective holidays are held, ritual songs and Russian folk ditties are sung. Urban youth are less and less interested in folklore, and the villagers are moving to megacities, so some genres are in danger of disappearing altogether.
On the territory of Russia, groups are increasingly being formed that take folk songs as the basis for creativity. New texts are written, old ones are forgotten, and all that remains of them is a playful melody and a perky color of the text. the main task descendants - to preserve all verbal genres and carry through the vastness of the years, so that people of subsequent centuries would know about the history of their people.
Russian ditties- unique folklore genre of folk art.
Chastushkas are called short funny songs, in most cases of four rhyming lines, which are a folklore genre oral art people. As a separate genre, they began to stand out in the middle of the century before last. . Russian folk ditties- traditional tunes that were popularized at the beginning of the twentieth century. Youth from the countryside came up with many ditties. Performing them at various holidays and just during the festivities. In the process, a balalaika or an accordion usually played along, although often ditties sang without music.
In the preschool period, the child lays the foundation for the formation of a mature personality. The kid absorbs all the information that is given to him, so it is very important to choose the right educational games. They bring up the child, acquaint with the values of mankind, moral, cultural, moral. Playfully, the child learns to prioritize correctly, to behave appropriately in society. It is at this time that the child has his own opinion, the formation of which is strongly influenced by the authority of the parents.
Being at the age of 2 to 5 years, kids are very fond of listening to ditties, rhyming lines, best of all to music. Prose is perceived by them with less enthusiasm. Children love cheerful music and funny lyrics in tunes. Then the guys show interest in the folklore created by the Russian people. In it you can find answers to many questions that arise in children in the process of development, and children also discover new information, interesting facts. Here some Russian folk ditties :
Cockerel, cockerel,
Sing ditties.
You sound good
Layers will sing.
Layers, layers,
Chicken friends.
Our ram is a rich gentleman.
He made a change for himself.
Either a fur coat, or a caftan,
He won't understand now!
Like in a garden
The goat loves to walk.
After this trip
Do not harvest!
I'm a poor goose
Like a copper penny.
I walk around the village barefoot
I store down for the winter.
Ha-ha-ha, - the goose sang.
I'm not afraid of foxes.
All chanterelles on weight
I'll take it in a basket!
I am a cow anywhere!
Like a crown my horns.
Who will guide me
Milk will taste!
At the door on the chest
Popka is sitting in a cap.
How to put on a cap -
Called himself a "fool"!
Oh yes gray cat
I went to the river under the bridge,
He lowered his tail into the water,
Caught fish for cats!
I was sitting on the stove
Guarded kalachi.
And behind the stove there are mice
The donuts guarded.
On my sundress
Cockerels and cockerels
In the whole world there is no more beautiful
My sweet grandmother!
At my grandmother's
The new apron is bright.
Take it, grandma
Holiday gifts!
I'm ready to suffer all day
Without yours without pies.
Before that I suffered
One nose is big.
I tell my grandmother
“Don’t sing very fast in the evening!
When I hear your voice
I'm running home right now!"
Oh yes, my grandmother
Oh yes combat:
Knows so many jokes
How much I don't know!
And my grandmother
The most entertaining.
If he laughs, the sun shines brighter.
I went to my grandmother
Merry and lucky:
I am with my snub nose
Got two dozen!
I look like a grandmother
I am restless.
And my grandmother
The most fun!
***
We love grandma
She is top notch!
Everything will tell and show
And always feed us!
Her pies, cutlets,
Let's go for a conversation!
And give us tea to drink
Our grandmother now!
All care and attention
She gave us!
Therefore, education
We just have a "cheers!"
***
We congratulate grandmother
She will always understand us.
For us, grandmother is a magician,
She even sings songs.
***
I came to my grandmother
And hugged my family!
Live for many, many years
And keep the Lord from trouble!
***
And the parents gave
Grandchildren to my grandmother.
And they only take
Only them for the weekend.
Various Russian folk ditties, songs, games introduce the child to the outside world. Rhyme with rhythm is of interest, hearing the melody the child dances and learns to control his movements, the repetition of songs develops the speech apparatus, getting used to the sound mother tongue. Feeling joy, children cease to be afraid. Plus, the baby has a sense of aesthetics.
When communicating with newborns, it is good to use nursery rhymes and pestles. Children do not yet understand their meaning, but rhymes that are pleasant to the ear help to divert the attention of the child while bathing and dressing. Children's folklore will also be appropriate in games with a child. Communication has a very positive effect on his psychophysical development. And if the mother, singing something funny, will move her hands, the baby will want to repeat the movements and will grow active. This foundation must be laid from the first days of a child's life.
The best Russian folk ditties for children.
Go to
Go, hut, go, hut,
Go, chicken, crested,
Walk, canopy and threshold,
And sour cream and cottage cheese.
If only, if yes, if only
Mushrooms grew on the nose
We would cook ourselves
Yes, and rolled into the mouth.
She drank tea,
Self-brewing.
I broke all the dishes -
She did the cooking.
We were walking with a sweetheart
Near our pond;
The frogs scared us -
Let's not go there again.
Baby what, baby what?
Honey angry at what?
Is it what people said
Did he notice it himself?
Mother sent me
Drive the goose
And I went out the gate
And let's dance!
I was sitting on the window
My dear rode on a cat,
Began to drive up to the window
Couldn't keep the cat.
Who has a cutie -
I have an artisan:
I gave shoes to sew -
Sewed beetroot birch bark.
Oh, cat, scat!
Do not sit on the threshold:
And then darling go
Stumble - fall.
On my sundress
Clubfoot roosters;
I myself am not a clubfoot -
Clubfoot groomsmen.
Your streets are straight
The back streets are oblique.
Can't walk down the street
Neighbors are toothy.
Run, dear, drown
You come to me to say goodbye:
I'll walk to the river
I'll show you a deeper place!
Isn't the forest enough?
I cut birch.
Are there really not enough kids?
I love a married man!
Baby, don't knock
Pretty, don't mess around
under the middle window
Scratch a little.
In the yard across the meadow
Ducklings are running.
And I'm barefoot from the stove
I thought guys!
I walked through the village - the girls were sleeping,
Played the harmonica - got up,
Get up, wake up
The windows are gone.
Oh, stomp, foot,
Don't feel sorry for the boot
Tyatka will sew new ones
Or these will be sewn up.
I'm not a chick
I'm not mommy -
I grew up on the street
The chicken took me.
I'm going to dance
Nothing to eat at home
Crackers and crusts -
Supports on the legs.
Like Semyonovna
He sits on the stairs.
Yes, about Semyonovna
Songs are being sung.
You, Semyonovna,
Baba Russian:
chest high,
The jacket is narrow.
Oh, Semyonovna,
fashionable girl:
Bought a watch
Herself is hungry.
I'm going, I'm going
Two tracks apart.
Love good
Leave me skinny.
Here Semyonovna
Eating jam.
And so it fights
For acceleration.
The harmonica player is sitting
What's in the color box.
I love him,
And there is no date with him.
Oh mountain, mountain
And under the mountain - a stream.
Guided me
I don't know whose.
If the girls
Were fish
Behind them the boys
They jumped into the water.
Oh, Semyonovna,
leather skirt,
You, Semyonovna,
Complicated.
For Semyonovna
Mother saws me:
Do not sing, daughter
My head hurts.
Oh, Semyonovna,
Striped skirt.
Yes, Semyonovna
I don't have a voice.
At Semyonovna's
Shoes are tight.
what guys are here
Interesting!
Why did you bloom
Cornflower, in the rye?
Why did you come
My dear, tell me
Oh, Semyonovna,
Where are you roaming
Yes at night home
You are not.
Standing on the mountain
Large building.
There is no happiness in love
One suffering.
Oh, Semyon, Semyon,
You are green like a meadow.
And I, Semyonovna
The grass is green.
Oh, Semyonovna,
You are my little one
Yes I came to you
Yes, under the window.
Keep it up always
Your line
And stay
Heroine!
Ditties for children
In the morning, mother, our Mila
Gave me two candies.
I barely had time to give
And then she ate them herself.
Lazy in the morning Vova
comb through,
A cow came up to him
I combed my tongue!
The chicken went to the pharmacy
And she said "Kukarek!
Give soap and perfume
To love roosters!
Irishka rode down the hill
- Was the fastest
Ira even their skis
Overtaken along the way!
Trinity - nonsense - rubbish!
I would perform all day long!
I don't want to study
And ditties are not too lazy to sing!
Once Alyosha went himself
For cereals in the supermarket.
“Mom, there is no cereal there,
I had to buy candy!”
Lyoshka is sitting at the table
Picking his nose
And the goat replies:
I still won't get out!
Yegor has two spatulas,
And Nina has molds.
I'm for it them tongue
I'll pop it out of the window.
I baked a cake
Treated Vanya.
He showed for it
I have a bug in a glass.
The grandfather taught the letter to the mouse,
And then the scribbles came out.
The mouse got a deuce.
And both wept bitterly.
I'll go out, I'll go out to dance
In brand new shoes
All the guys say
What am I like a picture!
Play it, balalaika
Balalaika - three strings!
Sing along, don't yawn
Come out, dancers.
The lazy mother says:
"Make your bed!"
And the lazy one: "Mommy,
I'm still small."
Sooty saucepan
Julia cleaned with sand.
Three hours under the shower Julia
My grandmother washed it afterwards.
Dressed Dima in the morning
And fell down for some reason:
He stuck it out for no reason
Two legs in one pant.
I washed my hands under the tap
I forgot to wash my face
Trezor saw me
He barked, "What a shame!"
In the morning, mother, our Mila
Gave me two candies.
I barely had time to give
And then she ate them herself.
Boiled milk
Went far away.
I approach him again:
There is no milk to be seen.
Family and love
Why did you entice
When am I not nice to you?
You would say in autumn
I wouldn't go in winter.
I stood behind the porch
And they said: with a young man.
I took out my handkerchief
And they said: kissed.
Baby, don't knock
Pretty, don't mess around
Under the middle window
Scratch a little.
Get up, mama, early
Wash the stove with sand
The drolechka will go to get married -
I will pay with my voice.
Nothing that I'm small -
She took a star from the sky.
One evening I sat
The boy went crazy.
Mommy is not native
Chowder is cold
If only she were native,
She poured hot tea.
Oh mountain, mountain
And under the mountain - a stream.
Guided me
I don't know whose.
Soon I'll be the owner
At the sweetheart in the house:
They will sit down to supper
By my command.
Dear in autumn
Said a secret word:
- Save, sir,
Engagement ring.
Honey, you will lose happiness -
You won't marry me.
I will cry for one day
You will be lost forever.
They came to marry me
With gilded bow.
While powdered, blushed,
We left for another.
Well, what is it to become
Carry buckets up the mountain?
I will marry there
Where is the water under the window.
Curtained the windows
Thin white linen.
To know, they betrothed a girlfriend,
Sits, crying under the window.
For high mansions,
Daddy, don't give up
Man more expensive than home -
Choose a person.
Is the forest really not enough -
I'm cutting birch.
Are there really few kids?
I love a married man.
It would be nice to have shoes
On a light walk
So that mother does not hear
When I go home.
Don't scold me, mother
Do not scold, dear:
She herself was young
Came late.
Russian ditties- an amazing folklore genre in which poems and sayings are combined with a song. Chastushkas in the Russian people are called funny short songs, which most often consist of 4 lines.
As a term, a ditty was introduced by G. I. Uspensky in 1889. Russian folk ditties were and remain very popular among both young people and adults. Chastushkas are sung at holidays, at various feasts, at children's matinees. Many ditties are invented by the people even now. They do not lag behind the times and remain both old and modern at the same time.
Russian folk ditties were often performed to the balalaika or accordion for one melody, but they could also sound without the support of an instrument. The listeners just laughed and clapped to the beat.
Like other oral folk art, ditties are quickly remembered by children. Chastushkas remain in the repertoire of holidays for preschoolers and schoolchildren. At the age of 3 to 5 years, kids easily and quickly memorize short funny ditties-songs and perform them with joy.
Go, hut, go, hut,
Go, chicken, crested,
Walk, canopy and threshold,
And sour cream and cottage cheese.
In the morning, mother, our Mila
Gave me two candies.
I barely had time to give
And then she ate them herself.
Lazy in the morning Vova
comb through,
A cow came up to him
I combed my tongue!
The chicken went to the pharmacy
And she said "Kukarek!
Give soap and perfume
To love roosters!
Irishka rode down the hill -
Was the fastest;
Ira even their skis
Overtaken along the way!
If only, if yes, if only
Mushrooms grew on the nose
We would cook ourselves
Yes, and rolled into the mouth.
I'll go out, I'll go out to dance
In brand new shoes
All the guys say
What am I like a picture!
Play it, balalaika
Balalaika - three strings!
Sing along, don't yawn
Come out, dancers.
She drank tea,
Self-brewing.
I broke all the dishes -
She did the cooking.
We were walking with a sweetheart
Near our pond;
The frogs scared us -
Let's not go there again.
Mother sent me
Drive the goose
And I went out the gate
And let's dance!
I was sitting on the window
My dear rode on a cat,
Began to drive up to the window
Couldn't keep the cat.
On my sundress
Clubfoot roosters;
I myself am not a clubfoot -
Clubfoot groomsmen.
In the yard and on the meadow
Ducklings are running.
And I'm barefoot from the stove
I thought guys!
I'm not a chick
I'm not mommy -
I grew up on the street
The chicken took me.
If the girls
Were fish
Behind them would be boys
They jumped into the water.
Standing on the mountain
Large building.
I have no happiness in love -
One suffering.
Scream bullshit!
I would perform all day long!
I don't want to study
And ditties are not too lazy to sing!
Once Alyosha went himself
For cereals in the supermarket.
“Mom, there is no cereal there,
I had to buy candy!”
Lyoshka is sitting at the table
Picks in the nose
And the goat replies:
I still won't get out!
Yegor has two spatulas,
And Nina has molds.
I'm for it them tongue
I'll pop it out of the window.
I baked a cake
Treated Vanya.
He showed for it
I have a bug in a glass.
The grandfather taught the letter to the mouse,
And then the scribbles came out.
The mouse got a deuce.
And both wept bitterly.
The lazy mother says:
"Make your bed!"
And the lazy one: "Mommy,
I'm still small."
Sooty saucepan
Julia cleaned with sand.
Three hours under the shower Julia
My grandmother washed it afterwards.
Dressed Dima in the morning
And fell down for some reason:
He stuck it out for no reason
Two legs in one pant.
I washed my hands under the tap
I forgot to wash my face
Trezor saw me
He barked, "What a shame!"
Boiled milk
Went far away.
I approach him again:
There is no milk to be seen.
Folk ditties, funny songs, and develop children, introduce them to the musicality of the Russian language. The rhythm and cheerful melody calls the child to dance to the beat of the ditty, and the meaning makes them laugh. Together with nursery rhymes and pestushkas, kids should be introduced to the ditty. Singing a ditty, you can show your child simple moves and the baby will repeat after you.
We danced with a friend
Boots are rubber.
The public was watching us
Everyone opened their mouths.
Oh, one more time
We bow down now
Let's start the dance
We will try for you!
We begin to sing ditties,
Please don't laugh.
There are a lot of people here
We can get lost!
I've grown an inch
And Vitek - by as much as five.
And Lariska got fat,
Don't hug the whole class.
Vanka sits at the gate
mouth wide open,
And people won't understand
Where is the gate, and where is the mouth.
I caught a mouse in a cage
And there he locked it tightly,
After all, without a mouse you can’t assemble
Turnip in the garden.
Rook dreams of spring
And the angler is about carp.
And my little sister
Just about the Barbie doll.
Like my girlfriend
Pierced ears.
She suits the earrings
Well, like Babka-Yozhka.
From girlfriends-laughers
So much noise, ringing
Like a hundred rattles
Even from a million!
Chastushki, replenished by you, our dear lovers of folk original art.Submit and we will publish them.
The publication of ditties will be laid out in alphabetical order.
If you are the author of ditties, we will definitely publish them with the indication of authorship in a separate catalog.We do not welcome obscene ditties.
You can submit your post here. We are waiting for your ditties!!!
And dove girls
No need to argue.
The kids will choose
Who needs what.
And how Borkinsky guys
The brave are so brave.
Three kilometers ran -
The sheep got scared.
And my dear changed,
Thought I was dead.
My dear, your betrayal
Thrown off the bridge into the river.
And my dear changed,
On a goat he went to the Crimea,
And I didn't give up
Caught up on a cow.
And my dear changed,
Says: "Not young!"
And I found one for myself
What a beard on the pope.
And my dear changed,
I stand and I want
For betraying you, dear,
I'll pay three kopecks.
And my rival
Tall and thin.
Just pull the string -
The balalaika is loud.
And my rival
Tall and thin.
Just pull the string -
The balalaika is loud.
And you do not press me to the birch,
Don't waste your work.
Don't think I'm not stupid.
Let's get married - then.
Oh my boobs
Each one a pood.
I ate cottage cheese
And I won't walk.
Ah, my mother-in-law
Shchi cooked, spilled,
She boiled her heels.
Oh, you, Vanya, dear Vanya,
You overslept your happiness:
How many times have I given you
You never hit!
Ah, I stomped
And I didn't stomp.
Ate half a pound of gingerbread
And I didn't burst.
Oh my shoes
The nose is lacquered.
What girls have, what women have -
The same!
You pray to God badly.
Will you marry me
You are in the world
Ah, mother-in-law,
Lubricate the pancakes.
And son-in-law is shit
Haven't been for a long time!
Oh, dear Nadia,
You are my little sister.
I'll wear a blue dress
I'll take the little one.
Ah, my skirt -
Four shuttlecocks.
I want to be at home, I sleep
I want Ivan.
Ahaha! Ahaha!
Whose daughter-in-law will I be?!
Who will be my fiancé?
Oh! I will torment them!
Grandmothers of the show danced
And they twirled their butts.
The men yelled loudly
And they clapped their ears.
Balalaika, ori,
Ori until the very dawn.
I will part with my dear
do not tell anybody
Berezinochka cut down
And they left the stump.
The berry was beaten off,
Left an orphan.
Poor Gena-crocodile
I pinched my balls at the door.
Eggs crashed on the floor -
The football game has begun.
Throw, girlfriend, a thought to think,
Thinking won't get better.
You'll only get worse
Stay a little alive.
Your field is green
Our field is green.
Our girls are better than yours
And they walk more cheerfully.
In the city of Kalyazin
girls jinxed us
If we hadn't been jinxed,
we wouldn't mess with them.
Branch above, branch below,
Raspberry branch.
I love hard, I rarely see
Beloved boy.
The winemaker makes a profit.
No wonder he says:
“From under a pood of eight liters,
Everything is on fire."
I have one teenager in the elevator
He offered to touch the pager.
The elevator shook for three minutes...
Pager - class! But, small print.
On our first wedding night
After all, it is often said:
"The work of the master is afraid." It happened, I gave
Four times a day
And now my lady
Went to the newsletter.
In the garden, on the currant
I found a note.
And the note says:
"Our love is gone"
Thank you, let's play
Yes, and I got drunk.
The young one took a walk
Glory suffered.
Hastily washed away again,
My dear Ilya.
The husband did not remain in the overlay:
More laundry added!
I will climb the steep mountain
I will stand on the ice.
Are you coming today baby?
Unhappy one.
Get up, mother, early,
Walk around the yard.
There is a paved path,
They told me.
All trailers are green
The last one is blue.
Isn't it on this wagon
Has mine gone dear?
I go out to the middle
I'm starting to imagine.
I have four brothers
Everyone went to give birth.
You listen to me
I will sing ditties:
A hare sits on a birch
A bear is steaming in the bath!
Came out with a nice little miss:
He suddenly ran home.
And in bed - a lamb!
And of course with me...
I go out and sing
The first song about myself
And the second about the fly,
About gray eyes.
Came out to dance
Grandma Lukerya,
Where there was no hair
poked feathers
Get married girls
For Ivan Kuzin!
Ivan Kuzin
Big corn.
This summer, this summer
Didn't wear body armor.
As a result, this summer
Shot this and that!
Harmonist, harmonist,
Put me down.
And I'll stand and look
Do I lie well.
We have a good harmonist
Like a scarlet flower
He is big, the accordion is big,
And the little finger is small.
Harmonist, harmonist
I will respect you.
I will buy a lid of cottage cheese,
I'll skip the whole thing.
Harmonist per game
passenger car,
To bring home
Your dear.
Harmonist, harmonist,
Good playing.
Why, accordionist,
You don't play with us.
The harmonist plays
Blinks his eyes.
And I morgan him
Not noticeable to anyone.
Harmonist per game
Half a liter of green.
A zaletka for treason
The poison of the poisoned.
We have a good harmonist
We have one harmonist
Come on girls let's get together
Let's give one by one.
I loved the harmonist.
Didn't get it for him.
Not enough capital
At my papa's.
We have a good harmonist
Just cute, not mine.
I would have stayed all night
I didn't think about going home.
We have one harmonist
balalaist one.
Let's get together girls
and give it a try!
Harmonist, harmonist,
put me down!
And I'll stand and look
do I lie well?
Harmonist, harmonist -
purple cone,
Girls don't give you
Only because of this.
We don't have harmonists.
We don't get lost.
If you need to sing songs
We manage without them.
fell in love with the harmonist
Thought it was a joke.
And now my heart hurts
Every minute.
Where are my seventeen years
Where is my sweatshirt
Where are my three gentlemen
Kolya, Vitya, Yurochka.
My eyes, your eyes
Why did they fall in love?
At the porch, at the railing
Remember what you said.
They say Adam and Eve
The first fruit was plucked from the tree.
We are together with a sweetheart
We tear them all, and we tear, and we tear ...
They say I'm fighting
Combat isn't quite...
On Monday I gave everyone
And on Thursday I didn’t give it to everyone!
The old woman says to her grandfather:
- I'm going to America.
I'll go to a brothel
I will live by my work.
They say I'm old
Only I can't believe it.
Look at me,
Everything is moving in me!
I say jokingly to Kolya:
Are you a werewolf, Kol?
He growled, tail tucked,
He fled into the dense forest.
"Don't go wild in the woods."
Rejoice, my voice
The little one broke up with me. Blue doves
With a sweet eye.
They cut the zealous
Worse than a sharp knife. They said, they say
I bewitched the guys.
Ask cute movo
Did I bewitch him?
Say what you want
And who wants what.
I loved, I will love
And love won't end
They talked, they played
Me, honey, they chastised me.
And I went to the show -
Turned out to be better than you.
Colorado beetles.
Let's go without potatoes
If only there were men.
The old woman says to her grandfather:
- I'm going to America.
I'll go to a brothel
I will live by my work.
"Are you, Kol, a werewolf, or what?"
He growled, tail tucked,
He fled into the dense forest.They say that I'm a fighter.
True, there is a little.
Settling with a berry
For a short time.
They say that I'm a fighter.
True, there is a little.
Settling with a berry
For a short time.
They say it's combat.
Well, the truth is - ugly!
From me, from combat,
Wandering on the corner climbed.
Vanechka told me:
"Love me, mother!
After all, I care about you.
If you want, I'll order a fur coat!
They say I'm not pretty.
I'm not a beauty either.
But everyone loves beautiful
Who will like who.
And they sent for water.
Life without love is not fun
One girl.
blue blanket
The whole bed is dove.
The guys have such a fashion -
Beat the girls for cheating.
white girls,
Go to parties.
And how will the women
Forget the parties.
The girls ran on the ice
Chilled nonsense.
And without this nonsense -
Neither here nor there.
The girls don't give anymore
To all the slacker guys.
Massovik came to us
With such an entertainer!
The girls were walking in the forest
And they caught a rabbit.
They searched all day
Where is the rabbit's eggs.
The doctor will give you an enema
And the diagnosis, - maybe.
Do not look with reproach,
What can't be joked about?
country boys
They began to force it painfully:
Instead of seeds in your pocket
They began to wear a mirror.
Girls, show off
Guys love do not fuss.
They have cold hearts
They cannot love until the end.
Girls fall in love
Understand guys.
which are beautiful
The most annoying ones.
Girls, the wind is in the field,
Girls, there is smoke in the field.
Girls don't trust
Oh, young children.
My dear Galya,
Don't love young people.
They quickly forget
And they bring in new ones.
Come on, Nina, let's get going.
According to a new boyfriend.
high, beautiful,
Yes, black-browed
My dear friend
I didn't think to quit.
Came up to your zaletochke
Joking to talk.
The girl is not a weed
Will not grow up without Slavushka.
As the girl grows up -
And so the glory will pass.
Girls - whites,
Get in my sleigh.
I'm a boy Lenechka
I'll ride quietly.
Santa Claus came home
Irritable and angry:
Because at the banquet
They didn't pour stirrups!
Santa Claus hardly drinks,
But on New Year's Eve
So drunk that trouble:
In Olivier, the whole beard!
Santa Claus brought us gifts,
Three, came out from under the arch:
They want to take away the bag,
Grandfather took out an electric shock.
Prove me true
What are you faithful
I'm sure of myself:
Checked by many
My dear mother-in-law
Pour my son-in-law a glass!
If you pour a glass
You'll live a year longer!
Give me a wider circle
Dear girls.
I'll tell you everything
With damned betrayal.
Lots of girls, lots of girls
The girls have nowhere to go.
I'll put them in a cart
And I'm going to sell.
They rang the big bell
They're taking a friend to get married.
Give, mother, sleepy drops,
I'm going to sleep in disgust.
Sing a song friend
Sing, it's easy for you.
Well, I don't sing -
The flight is far away.
sincere friend,
We are friendly with you.
The guys do not walk with us,
We don't need them.
Lost my youth
From the age of seventeen.
Brought me to the party
Bleeding Love.
My gold ring
It has a test and seal on it.
Who captured my heart
That's what to answer.
Wife to husband in bed foolishly
Showed a sex brochure.
He couldn't figure it out on his own.
Well, the neighbor helped.
Waiting for Santa Claus
rich groom,
He will give without question
My fur coat is shaggy.
If I eat porridge
The pussy will grow.
So my dad tells me
And the sister - about boobs.
If you are undressed once,
You involuntarily scream.
Once undressed, twice undressed,
And then get used to it.
From behind the forest you can hardly see -
The guys come to us for a walk.
chicken heads,
Cock gaits.
Water flows from the well
Not water, but kerosene
Where can I find such a guy
So that you don’t ask before the wedding!
It was interesting to listen
At the gate under the window,
How the family responded:
"We'll definitely take it."
Kolya, dear, Kolya - dear
Do not marry Kolya by force.
Give him a whirl
Choose your own bride.
Where, darling, are you harnessing
White-maned horse -
Or marry a rich woman?
Give me a ride first.
brown eyes
They stood by the pine tree.
Stood and smiled
Sweet waiting.
My dear rarely comes to me,
Rarely, rarely, rarely.
And for a rare date
It's easy to forget him.
Our gentlemen are fashionable
They are good for nowhere
Give a whisk in hand -
Drive rats through the barns.
My dear rarely comes to me,
Rarely, rarely, rarely.
And for a rare date
It's easy to forget him.
My Likhodeechka
You can't see it from the grass.
If only there was a way,
It wasn't embarrassing.
Shop, rolling shop,
Don't sit with me rich.
Though poor, but sweet
Sit on the bench with me.
My little one once
Sleep on the mattress
I didn't sleep either
And so the child was born.
My dear gave me
Golden watch.
And I had to
Jump on the mattress.
My dear, go home
Zorka is engaged?
Darling looks at me
Gently smiles.
I walked past the garden
The branch hung.
My dear kissed me
I didn't dare him.
We walked with a sweetie,
People didn't notice.
Two birch trees stood
We had witnesses.
My dear took me
To the police station blue.
Conducted, kissed:
"Goodnight, Darling".
We were sitting with a fly
On the woodpile.
The woodpile collapsed
And love ended.
The zaletka changed me
I said, "So what!
I have such good
Multiply eight times eight."
They told me at the market:
"Guys are cheap these days.
Piglet a whole bunch -
The very best."
We are with you my friend
They started walking together.
They made cute ones together
Let's forget together.
My husband bought mine not an infection -
Ointment with the name "Clerosil".
All pimples disappeared immediately
Even the one you needed
We sang ditties to you
99 times!!!
Is it for the hundredth time
no one will give us vodka?
Dear Kolya, I'm in love
Dear Kolechka in you.
How much was - forgot
I can not forget you.
My dear soared in the bath,
Yaro whipped with a broom,
And we got to sex,
He said he was tired.
Mom, tea, mom, tea
Mom tea with milk.
I'm not happy with myself
What's with the fool!
We were sitting next to the sweetheart,
Warmly interpreted:
She knocked out my teeth
I dislocated her shoulder.
My dear doesn't kiss me
It's only promised.
And love without kisses
Strictly prohibited!
My handkerchief, flyer,
Teach me to fly
Up, down,
To look cute.
My dear escorted me
Shaking hands all the way!
Here's the cursed love -
The whole hand is crumpled!
Gave me a sweetie
Four mandalas.
So what will I feed them?
They are so tiny!
My little one once
I lay down to sleep on the mattress,
I didn't sleep either
That's how the baby was born
Dear che, yes darling,
Honey, how are you, nothing?
Well, if you're nothing
Then come on ischo!
It's time for the young to go to bed
Well, we need to worry
And to suffer with the question:
Will they all succeed?
My darling in the evening
He boasted everything about the accordion.
It would be something else
He would go to the girls.
Just touch my Dasha -
Everything is burning like fire!
Because I'm with her in a haystack
I can't hug.
My darling's name is Marinka,
Handles - legs like blades of grass.
I love her in the country
I almost cry from pity ...
Me sweet first time
On the porch, on the stairs.
And I got up, dusted myself off
And sang songs!
My dear, my dear,
Don't lay your back on me
Lie down on your chest
Get the weapon.
My darling gave birth
The girl is crooked.
Well, her mother's children -
After all, she did not go to the army.
We won't drink vodka
Let's save money
And we'll save up five rubles,
Let's drink vodka again.
My dear doesn't kiss me
He says: "I'm afraid of fasting."
And love without kisses -
What is a cow without a tail!
My darling is like a calf
Everything will not grow into a bull.
No, so that growth would go to the root,
This is how horns grow...
My darling is like a calf
Curly like a sheep
I won't take it anywhere
I won't slaughter, I won't sell!
My darling is disgusting
Frozen on the stove
And I'm running around
I don't do anything.
My darling is like a calf
There is only one difference:
My darling drinks from a mug
And a calf from a bucket.
My dear accompanied me
To the walnut bush
And from the walnut bush
I rode on the pope.
My darling changed me
And I told him:
In white slippers in a coffin
Yes, I took you out.
My dear doesn't kiss me
Says: Then, then,
I come, and he is on the stove
Training with a cat.
My dear fell out of love
On a goat he went to the Crimea.
And I didn't give up
Caught up on a cow.
My dear doesn't kiss me
says - lips.
How do I kiss him?
Owl with big eyes.
My dear doesn't kiss me
She says she's small.
Come on, big fool
I'll be on the edge.
My dear doesn't kiss me
Oh what a good guy he is
He has his big lips
Keeps cold.
My darling is sick
Doesn't eat anything.
I put on bast shoes on my ears
And listening to the radio.
My darling is sick
I stopped drinking vodka.
And wrote on the door
"Do not enter without half a liter."
I don't need a pood of peas,
And one pea.
I don't need a lot of girls
And one good one.
My darling is not stupid
Wrapped me in a sheepskin coat
leaned against the wall,
He persuaded me to marry.
My cutie has thighs
Forty-eight tithes
No pants and no shirt
Handled one.
My darling is not stupid
Wrapped me in a sheepskin coat
leaned against the wall,
He persuaded me to marry.
We know a lot of ditties
Both good and bad.
Interesting to listen to
Who doesn't know any.
My darling is small
A little higher felt boots
She puts on shoes in bast shoes,
How the bubble inflates.
There are two flowers on the window:
Blue and scarlet.
I won't give to my dear
Himself will take - not small!
Don't walk down the hallway
Do not knock with galoshes.
I still won't love
Muzzle like a horse.
Fedya did not close once
Both faucets in the bathroom
To remind all neighbors
About the fate of the Titanic.
There is a pine tree on the table
Under the baobab mountain
Piglet has a strange look
When he looks at the women.
In the village on a dark night
All paths are dark.
The boy takes the girl
And the intentions are clear.
Do not like urban -
They are all walking
Only rural -
Girls are real.
There are two flowers on the window -
Gladiolus and rose.
If the darling changes
I guess at times!
Our Tanya is crying loudly -
Show off, that is.
Grandfather watched porn
Grandpa started fooling around
Village grannies
They hide in closets.
The night passed quietly
Moon illuminated the wall.
Accompanied me my dear,
He sighed heavily.
There is no lower branch
Nowhere to pick an apple.
There is no dear closer
No one to say a word to.
Won't it rise
Sun over the porch?
Is it not coming
My dear with a ring?
She stood on the hillock
Loved the forest.
Walked with him for four years
And then parted.
They wanted to beat us, they wanted to beat us,
They didn't run into them.
We have a driver's flight,
We sat down and left.
The village does not dry me
Dries out the middle.
Where does my sweetheart live
Orphan boy.
Do not go, dear, in the garden,
Don't break the acacia.
About you and about me
They launched a provocation.
Do not sit down, dear, on the contrary,
Wouldn't look at you.
I'm afraid they'll lay a slavushka,
About you and about me.
On the tarp is written:
You are mine and I am yours
Let the parents wake up
That's when I believe.
I won't get married
Stay single.
Buy talyanka-bologochka,
Play with my sister.
Unhappy week -
I don't see my friend.
Doesn't play talianochka
No voice is heard.
The day is too rainy
Clouds go low.
I saw a cutie
Only from afar.
Go on a date -
I'll stop half way.
Oh, how far to go!
And not to go - it's a pity for the zaletka.
They told me
They laughed at him.
And we are a fighting couple,
Laughter was not afraid.
Our field is rocky -
Do not dig ditches.
At least walk more quietly -
Do not live without glory.
There is no curly Christmas tree,
There is no green birch.
There is no drolyushki to your liking,
I'm going home, girl.
There is a flower on the table
Like a velvet.
I walk without a sweetheart
Like an orphan.
I don't miss tea
And I don't want tea
I miss the occasion
I want to see cute.
I visited the market -
I sold my breasts.
They gave me fifty
Well, to hell with them, let them hang!
Don't marry girls
Married sadly -
I didn’t wash my panties
I didn't hang it like that.
On the lawn by the river
Ducks quack loudly.
Darling knocked me down
Only the earrings tinkle.
Don't scold me, mother
What fell under the driver.
You yourself ordered me
Burn for firewood.
Do not take from your mother-in-law in a barrel
You are salty mushrooms.
So that with a smile on your lips
Do not sit then in the bushes.
We don't want you money
Earn them yourself
The main thing is that the house stands.
Do not like urban -
They are all walking
Only rural -
Girls are real.
I was at the resort
Oh how I liked
8 beds broken
And, she went home.
Don't walk down the hallway
Do not knock with galoshes.
I still won't love
Muzzle like a horse.
Don't grab my chest
Your hand is cold.
Oh, you, your mother's children -
How noble.
Don't get married guys
Don't play the fool:
I got married, took no boobs,
And now without milk.
A crow sits on an oak
Feeding crow.
At some gap
I'll take a cutie.
Don't go, girls, get married
For Ivan Kuzin:
Ivan Kuzin
Big corn.
In the yard, a ram yells:
Nobody provides food.
Wait, ram, yell,
Let me stay with my little one.
Don't go, girls, get married,
Married bad life:
Husband won't let me out
He says to sleep with me.
We don't want you money
Earn them yourself
After all, not in money, Vasya, happiness,
The main thing is that the house stands.
There is a bottle on the table
And in a bottle of kerosene,
Grandpa got angry with grandma
And he didn't invite me to the cinema.
I was swinging on the swings
There is water under the swings.
My dress is blue
Dipped there.
In the yard a ram yells,
Nobody gives food.
Wait, ram, yell,
Let me stand with Valera.
There is a glass on the table
And a lily in a glass.
My dear wrote me down
To your last name.
Birch grows on the mountain
Under the mountain - mountain ash.
My little jaofan,
And I'm a redneck.
Don't scold me, mama
That she spilled sour cream
Alyoshka walked under the window,
I was without memory.
I was in the Caucasus
Spent a noisy time
Before that I was on fire
Not a black man gave birth.
Don't scold me mama
That she spilled sour cream
Alyoshka walked past the house,
I was without memory.
Dropped dad from work
AT New Year early boss...
Dad at the door, and next to mom
Santa Claus is bustling.
I'm a mischievous boy,
Girls don't like me.
Oh, women love - widows,
Desperate heads.
Okohki and ahanki,
All guys are bastards.
Because of the bumps, because of the stumps
Can't see our guys.
Oh, Kalinin guys
They became very fashionable.
The curls curl themselves
They say natural.
Oh, dance a gypsy -
Do not cut wood in the forest.
We need to work with the body,
And beat the fractions with your feet.
Oh, dance a gypsy -
I need to knit a skirt.
And walk with the guys -
You need a lot of intelligence.
Oh my girlfriend
We are with you at the same time
They took me to the boyfriend
They run from us.
Oh dear friend,
Beauty will not lure you.
Every guy notices
How do you behave.
Oh my girlfriend
Don't rely on guys.
They walk not according to their conscience,
They don't speak from the heart.
Oh dear friend,
Do not crush with one foot.
Nobody follows you
Neither me.
Oh, sometimes the darling will say:
"Love knits nothing."
And now he says:
"Love hurts my heart"
Oh dear friend,
Walk, get dressed.
With your dear, I will stand
Don't be offended.
Oh dear friend,
How not to be offended?
Didn't have time to leave
They started kissing.
Oh dear friend,
You don't cross me.
I'll take your flight
And you can't be spared. \
Oh dear friend,
Don't pretend to be yourself.
Do you have about love
Crop failure in the head.
Oh my girlfriend
Why are we going to sell?
And won't we be ashamed
To stand with him at the market?
Oh dear friend,
We were with you.
Married in the same city
It's like they've spoken.
Oh dear friend,
We matched with you:
From you and from me
The little ones refused.
Oh dear dear,
How do you live?
Who do you remember
How will the evening start?
Oh thank you harmonist
We've been sweating.
And honestly confess -
They wanted to write.
Oh, Semyonovna,
Checkered skirt.
Went to the forest with you -
Made a baby.
Kuma announced to godfather:
We are now relatives,
Come whenever you want
Stay with me.
Oh, zaletka, dear,
I valued you.
And now I'm cherishing
Who do I spend time with?
Oh, straw, you are straw,
You are white straw
Don't tell straw
What did I do as a girl?
Oh my companion
What did you puff out your lips?
I loved, you repulsed
Love my darlings!
Oh my companion
How did you dress up
I put on a dirty sweater,
At least be ashamed!
Oh my companion
You are all twisted.
Everything will be my way
Not what you wanted!
Oh my companion
you killed me!
Crooked mouth, big ears,
In one place awl!
Oh my companion
Ripple streak.
You look at Kolka again,
I'll scratch my face!
I, you, rival,
I'll take you to the mill!
I will grind you into flour
And bake cakes!
Oh my companion
Eyes squint mischievously.
I'll gouge out my eye, I'll break my nose,
Don't go outside!
Oh my companion
Bath sheet - stuck!
Just bleating like a sheep
Ile is completely hoarse!
We will sing ditties to you,
Very good.
We are girls - laughter,
Listen carefully.
Mom asked the people
Wash dirty dishes
For some reason people have become
Too dirty as dishes
I will stop loving
His iris,
I'll fly to the moon
I'll take a lunatic.
Tell us what to do
Application, eh, submit,
To increase pensions
Rubles for twenty-five.
Play more fun
Boy from across the river.
And you, Ninochka-comrade,
Entice him.
Play more fun
Are you lazy?
For your fun game
Let's write down the work day.
Play more fun
I do like the game.
When I hear it, it will play -
Work is falling out of hand
We'll walk through the village
Let's play the song.
My darling is fast asleep
We will shake her up.
You go, my dear, get married,
Tear you way.
I'll sew a shirt for love
For treason, I will embroider my chest.
Spent - it was a pity
I stand crying and roaring.
Come back, my pretty one,
I'll give you a handkerchief.
I spent my friend
To the green meadow
To the white stone
Goodbye, Vanyushka.
Went to dance
I pick bumps.
Happy mothers
Funny daughters.
It's hard to plow
Harrow dusty.
Dancing is easy
It's embarrassing to go out.
My dear girlfriend
I didn't love the darling
Loved by a young heart
Still my youth.
I'll look to that side
Where the green forest is noisy.
Not on the side, but on the sweet
The heart always hurts.
About me, about the young
Eighth glory of the year.
Though now the ninth
Not guilty of anything.
Wait, honey, get married,
Let me fix it:
Blanket not ready
Lying in a chest.
Wait, Volodenka,
I'm still young.
Wait two years
I will marry you.
Wait, honey, get married:
Your hut is falling.
First you haul firewood,
Then ask for a dowry.
Wait, honey, get married,
Walk down the street:
The feather bed is not ready yet -
Feathers on a chicken.
Wait, honey, get married,
Let me fix it:
Blanket not ready
Lying in a chest.
Dear friend,
Look at the blue sky
Walk without a fly
The anguish is unbearable.
striped shirt,
Striped trousers.
And in the trousers there is such a thing -
At least give her potatoes.
Lazy in the morning Vova
comb through,
A cow came up to him
I combed my tongue!
Bitten by a big bulldog
Mother-in-law's skinny leg.
I died immediately from the bite -
Poisoned by the mother-in-law.
I fell in love with Shurochka
For a chrome jacket.
The jacket is worn out
She stepped back from Shura.
Met the military
The general introduced himself.
In the morning I went out on the porch -
The general drove the cows.
I loved him
They call him Styopa,
He is in boots, I am in bast shoes,
Yes, and I spank him!
I loved him
He is young for years
Doesn't want to go home
Afraid of mother.
I loved him
And he, the girls, is a radio operator.
He has about love
The wires are broken.
I loved him
So interesting
Take him Lord
Queen Mother of Heaven!
I loved him
He has gray eyes
By the way, he is not very
But still, nothing!
I fell in love with Shurochka
For the blue coat.
The jacket is worn out
She stepped back from Shura.
I didn't know the break
Here she is, darling!
Wash in nine waters
And everything is green!
I didn't know the break
Leshy carried under the shore.
Like pipes and wheels,
A real steam locomotive!
Rebuff your
I weigh on the steelyard.
If six pounds does not stretch -
I'll cut to hell!
Rebuff your
I'll throw it in the hole with my head,
Got a lot of fame
Because of such a dirty trick!
Rebuff your
Honestly, let me down!
Somewhere, yes, in a clearing
I'll put it in an anthill!
I gave you a handkerchief
And he wants another.
I don't have cooperation
Flying dear.
Come to me, darling
I will show you the path.
On curly birches
I'll tie it with a ribbon.
I'm going to dance
Nothing to eat at home.
Rusks and crusts,
Supports on the legs.
Loved the harmonist
Mother scolded me
Don't scold me, mother
The son-in-law will be merry.
Early morning at the market
Dad got a Christmas tree
The branches did not fit through the door,
He took the roof off
Break out, people
The dance takes me.
I go ahead
Grief does not take me.
Straighten the blind gate
Look at my chest.
Blackened my heart
I do not know why.
Fish, fish, fish, fish,
Fish - zander.
My dear has changed me
But this is nonsense.
The weather cleared up
I got annoyed.
My cheeks are on fire
Know, pokhali me.
One thanks, two thanks
Third, finally
Thank you, Zhenya-harmonist,
You play great!
One, one - on the mattress,
On a white feather.
Do not fidget, vigorous mother,
And then I'll do a freak!
Stretch the fur, harmonica,
Oh, play, play!
Lyubasha has a birthday
Drink, don't talk!
