On a hill, on a hill, the little angel's house is
Song
1. On a hill is the little angel's house, on a hill is the little angel's house, ; In the middle of its yard is a trembling poplar. ; Its leaves are lacy, the language of the village speaks of me, ; The little angel is angry, she won't sit on my lap. ; ; 2. Not far from my yard is a round forest, ; My dear little angel is the one who wanders in it, ; This dense round forest was also assigned to me, ; I vowed, from now on I will not have a lover.