Золотая яблоня На английском

There in my secret Garden, Among all special Varieties, Grows one that will bring my Love. It's my golden apple tree. Grows one that will bring my love. It's my golden apple tree. Sometimes A light glows in the garden. Firebird comes there secretly To my golden apple tree. Turning around every garden Turn, Thinking She should not Have returned. Don't be shy, little Firebird. There's a story that I have heard. Don't be shy, little Firebird. There's a story that I've heard. In the Firebird soul, a princess sleeps who doesn't Know That something will set her free, A magic golden apple tree. Then above Me, I heard a sound, Firebird flying The garden round. It was my happy destiny When she found my apple tree. It was my happy destiny when she found my Apple tree. When she touched a tiny branch, A princess came as if by chance. I know who brought my love to me. It's my golden apple Tree.