I laid Me Down Alina Orlova

I laid me down upon a bed
What lovely sleeping
I heard them all, the Russian stake
Weeping, weeping
Weeping

Then I went to the hill in the walk
To the fixes and throws away
And they told me how they will be gone
Driven out and compelled to be changed

I laid me down upon a bed
What lovely sleeping
I heard them all, the Russian stake
Weeping, weeping
Weeping