Don't You Fly, My Nightingale, In the Room of Mine

In an Open Field, In a Green Garden

Dark Forest, Steep Mountains

Evening, Evening, Little Evening

Not from the Evening the Rowan by Rain Was Soaked

From a Mountain a Horse Descends

They Pushed a Blacksmith off the Porch

Monk Brewed Beer

You Birch Tree, My Little Birch Tree

Grey Hare, Black Ears

Oh, You Little Duck from the Moss

I Did Spin, I Did Weave

Little Gnats, You My Midges

Listen to Me, Brothers, Lads

Dunya Was Born Neither Big nor Small

My Little Grass, Green Grass

There Have Been No Melancholy Since We Were Born

Black Raven Drank the Water

Willow Bush at the Valley