On the other side of the lake There's a little green linden tree 1 In this little linden, in this green one Three birdies are singing In this little linden, in this green one Three birdies are singing They weren't birdies But three brothers That were arguing about one girl Which one will get her That were arguing about one girl Which one will get her One says: "You are mine" The second says: "God willing" And the third one says: "My dearest, Why are you so sad?" And the third one says: "My dearest girl, Why are you so sad?" "How can I be not sad? They tell me to marry an old man There's little time Two Sundays more I can be with you, dear!" There's little time Two Sundays more I can be with you, dear!" On the other side of the lake There's a little green linden tree In this little linden, in this green one Three birdies are singing In this little linden, in this green one Three birdies are singing
