Come to the garden,
to the garden
You'll find dry hazelnuts
If you want to take me, take me
Then you'll regret it
Come on, my baby,
from playing
The lover comes from playing
From playing the zil
Come on, my baby, from playing
The lover comes from playing
His fingers are heavy from playing the zil
Don't wear a fur coat on the hazelnut tree
Don't put on the girl's hair Don't put on the lover's hair
Come on,
my baby,
from playing The lover comes from playing
His fingers are heavy from playing the zil
Come on, my baby,
from playing The lover comes from playing
If you don't play the zil
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