The forest is turning green.
Song
1. The forest is turning green; The bottom is turning blue. ; My dear baby, today we have come to ; Our sad day. ; ; 
; ; 2. May God strike you, ; Who thought of this! ; Oh, how the poor fellow ; Pulls the card. ; ; 3. Pull, pull, pull, ; Maybe you'll pull it out. ; Now we've come, my dear baby; To this sad day. ; ; 4. At a long table; Twelve are sitting. ; Chuhai, all twelve; They're talking about me. ; ; 5. They're talking, talking, ; Maybe they'll take me away. ; After twelve long years; They'll let me go home. ; ; 6. I'm coming home, my baby, ; I'll stay home. ; To the village girls; I don't even give a whistle [disrespect].
; ; 2. May God strike you, ; Who thought of this! ; Oh, how the poor fellow ; Pulls the card. ; ; 3. Pull, pull, pull, ; Maybe you'll pull it out. ; Now we've come, my dear baby; To this sad day. ; ; 4. At a long table; Twelve are sitting. ; Chuhai, all twelve; They're talking about me. ; ; 5. They're talking, talking, ; Maybe they'll take me away. ; After twelve long years; They'll let me go home. ; ; 6. I'm coming home, my baby, ; I'll stay home. ; To the village girls; I don't even give a whistle [disrespect].