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Folk Ensemble Chitinskaya Sloboda - Songs of Russian People vol. 2: Cossack songs and Romances (2CD, 2019)

Style: Folklor (traditional), world music , slavic
Region: Russia / Volga area / Urals , Siberia / Altai / Tuva / Yakutia (Sakha)
Label: Sketis Music
Source: 2CD
Edition type: 6p digipack + booklet

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New album of the Folklore Ensemble “Chitinskaya Sloboda” is called “Songs of Russian people, part 2”. This is the second part of the cycle of albums, which will include the full song repertoire of the Chitinskaya Sloboda. The recording takes the listener to a long journey through time, at the time of active development of new lands by tsarist Russia, as well as during the 1st World War. The songs provide us with vivid pictures of peaceful life, as well as stories from the military everyday life of the Cossacks.

You can listen to the marching, historical and dance songs of the Cossacks of Siberia, Don, Kuban and Terek on the first CD, while the second disc includes “popular” songs - Cossack romances and lyrical songs. The album was recorded at the studio of Alexander Vladykin (http://vladykinmusic.ru/index.php/studio) in Novosibirsk. A beautiful two-disc edition with a 32-page booklet designed by famous Russian painter Vladimir Rasputin, as well as Anna "Nyurych" Volkova (Vladykina) known for the records of Russian punk and psychedelic rock group «Гражданская Оборона» and Yanka Dyageleva.

The “Chitinskaya Sloboda” is a vocal folklore ensemble from distant Zabaykalsky (Trans-Baikal) region, consisting of 9 men and women. Despite the small age (in 2019, the Chitinskaya Sloboda celebrated five years anniversary), the ensemble is widely known both in its native Transbaikalia and throughout Russia.

The musicians from ensemble actively study and promote Russian traditional culture, find and restore rare songs, and are engaged in educational activities. For “Chitinskaya Sloboda” there is a characteristic choral performance of traditional Cossack songs, as well as songs of old residents of Siberia and Old Believers. In the team you can hear songs in male, female or mixed performance. Often, singing is accompanied by Russian folk instruments: balalaika or harmonica.

Folklore Ensemble «Chitinskaya Sloboda» sings the songs of Russian people. We listen to the original works attentively and anxiously and try to do our best. And then, in the process of our work, appears the joy which we want to share with our relatives, friends and listeners. Each performance of Chitinskaya Sloboda is a real celebration and history excursion! Sincere and very emotional performance in combination with beautiful and vivid images of artists always delight the hearts of viewers.

CD1
01. Oh, on the Sea  / Chitinskaya Sloboda
02. It All Happened Near Poltava  / Chitinskaya Sloboda
03. On the River Kamyshinka / Chitinskaya Sloboda
04. From the Forest – Spears of Swords / Chitinskaya Sloboda
05. Berestechko / Chitinskaya Sloboda
06. That Was on the Dawning, on the Brightening / Chitinskaya Sloboda
07. I descried the Funny Eyewink / Chitinskaya Sloboda
08. The Cruiser in a Roadstead / Chitinskaya Sloboda
09. Voices are so Thin and Ringing  / Chitinskaya Sloboda
10. The Country of my Birth / Chitinskaya Sloboda
11. It’s Enough for You, Snowballs / Chitinskaya Sloboda
12. Goodbye, Girls / Chitinskaya Sloboda
13. Oh, You, Dunya, Dunyasha / Chitinskaya Sloboda
14. The River Runs Over the Sand / Chitinskaya Sloboda
15. Mother-service / Chitinskaya Sloboda

CD2
01. Forgive Me, Star / Chitinskaya Sloboda
02. And it Was Spring / Chitinskaya Sloboda
03. Garth is Taller Than the House / Chitinskaya Sloboda
04. Oh, You, the Silver Birch-tree / Chitinskaya Sloboda
05. Why the Roses Fade so Fastly / Chitinskaya Sloboda
06. In the Old Days I Was So Youthful / Chitinskaya Sloboda
07. Blow Up the Fire, Hammersmith / Chitinskaya Sloboda
08. The Sun Went Down Behind the Mountain / Chitinskaya Sloboda
09. Why the Night Was So Fine / Chitinskaya Sloboda
10. The Ring of Soul / Chitinskaya Sloboda
11. By the Window of Mine / Chitinskaya Sloboda
12. Forelock / Chitinskaya Sloboda
13. Little Berry Hides Her Pretty Eyes / Chitinskaya Sloboda
14. Under the Wide Window / Chitinskaya Sloboda

CD1
1. Oh, on the sea (the folk tale «About the Russian bogatyr Ilya Muromets» of the Terek region)
 
Oh, it was on the sea, oh, on the sea,
On the blue sea, on the blue sea.

Oh, it was on the blue sea,
Oh, on the Caspian, oh, on the Caspian.

Oh, this scarlet ship glided there,
Oh, exactly thirty-one ships, oh, exactly thirty-one ships.

Oh, one of them is this scarlet ship.
Oh, it runs ahead, scoundrel, runs fast, oh, it runs ahead, scoundrel, runs fast.

Oh, this scarlet ship takes its bow,
Oh, like an eagle, oh, like an eagle.

Oh, this ship lifts up its sides,
Oh, like a buffalo, oh, like a buffalo.

Oh, this scarlet ship beats with the trail,
Oh, like a wild beast, oh, like a wild beast.

Oh, it was good on this ship,
Oh, it was decorated, it was lavishly decorated.

Oh, for the eyes this ship had
Oh, the precious stones, sapphires, oh, the precious stones, sapphires.

Oh, for the eyebrows this ship had
Oh, the black siberian sables, oh, the black siberian sables.

Oh, for the mustache this ship had
The sharp steel knives, the sharp steel knives.

Oh, for the ponytail this ship had
Oh, two white bears, oh, two white bears.

Oh, the owner of this ship was
Oh, Ilya of Murom, the son of Ivan.

2. It all happened near Poltava (stanitsa Kumylzhenskaya, Volgograd region)

It all happened near Poltava,
Oh, the famous combat, friends!
As we battled with the Swedes
In the name of our tsar.

Our mighty imperator –
Holy memory to him! –
By himself he ruled the soldiers,
By himself he charged the guns.

By himself he ruled the soldiers,
By himself he charged the guns.
By himself before the squadrons
Like a clear falcon flew.

On the mighty breast of Peter
The vivific christcross shone.
Bullets darted like a cloud
And the hot blood poured out.

As the one of hostile bullets
Flew away before his hat,
And the othet evil-doer
Ripped into the tsarist saddle.

Peter’s horse began to bustle,
Galloped faster from the field.
Imperator didn’t worry
And he hurried to the fight.

3. On the river Kamyshinka (stanitsa Ust-Buzulukskaya, Volgograd region)

Oh. It was on the river, dear brothers,
On the river Kamyshinka,
Oh, on Kamyshinka.

Ai, on Kamyshinka…
“Ai, there they lived,
Dear brothers, free people”.

Oh, free people
Oh, DonCossacks, dear brothers,
Cossacks…
Oh, army Cossacks.

Ai, army Cossacks,
Ai, they came together,
Dear brothers, in the one circle.

4. From the forest – spears of swords (marching song of the Don Cossacks)
 
Oh, from the forest – spears of swords,
Hundred Cossacks- scorchers ride,
Hey, move, don’t be shy!
Hundred Cossacks- scorchers ride.
 
Oh, the esaul rides before them, oh, young,
He commanded: “Guys, follow me!”.
Hey, move, don’t be shy!
He commanded: “Guys, follow me!”.
 
Oh, “Follow me, dear brothers, – he cries – hey, don’t be shy!”
Hurry up to rubble.
Hey, move, don’t be shy!
Hurry up to rubble.
 
Oh, who is the first to reach the rubble,
He’ll receive the George Cross.
Hey, move, don’t be shy!
He’ll receive the George Cross”.
 
Oh, we stood on rubble like a wall,
And the bullets fell, buzzing like a bee.
Hey, move, don’t be shy!
And the bullets fell, buzzing like a bee.
 
Oh, the bullets fell, buzzing like a bee.
And the bullet wounded the Cossack,
Hey, move, don’t be shy!
And the bullet wounded the Cossack.
 
Oh, what the Don Cossacks, fine fellows,
They chop, they stab, they put on bayonets.
Hey, move, don’t be shy!
They chop, they stab, they put on bayonets.
 
The daring sergeant-majorstands, making the array.
The young Cossacks say.
Hey, move, don’t be shy!
The young Cossacks say:
 
“Oh, we aren’t afraid of bullets and projectile.
Hey, we’ll break the whole of their enemy squad.
Hey, move, don’t be shy!
Hey, we’ll break the whole of their enemy squad”.

5. Berestechko (the village of Vasyurinskaya, the Krasnodar Territory, verses of Taras Shevchenko)
 
Oh, why did you become black,
Green and lawny cornfield?
I am black because of lifeblood
For the easy freedom.
 
All around Berestechko,
For a lot of miles,
I was covered by the bodies
Of the honoured Cossaks.
 
Oh, and the raven’s crying
Mantled me at midnight.
Ravens peck the eyes of Cossacks,
But don’t want their bodies.
 
I was green, but now I’m blackened
For your easy freedom.
And I will be green and lawny,
But you will be never.

6. That was on the dawning, on the brightening (lyrical)

That was at the dawning, at the brightening,
Oh, at the rising of the star of day.

That was on the rising of the star of day,
Oh, the falcon with the eagle came flying.

Oh, the falcon with the eagle came flying,
And the falcon with the eagle greeted.

And the falcon with the eagle greeted,
Oh, hello, eagle, hi, my bluish-winged.

7. I descried the funny eyewink (the village of Ust-Buzuluk, Volgograd region)
 
I descried the funny eyewink,
Recognized it truly.
Recognized it truly.
 
Oh, the pinners on the girls,
And the golden hair picks,
They are golden, golden.
They are golden, golden.
 
They are golden, they aren't simple,
Bandaged with the different silk clots,
They are bandaged, bandaged.
They are bandaged, bandaged.
 
Oh, the ringlet on the right hand,
Celebrate, my mettled heartlet,
My impassioned heartlet.
My impassioned heartlet.
 
And she promised,and she she sweared,
That she’d fell in love with me,
But she cheated, swindler.
But she cheated, swindler.
 
Oh, she cheated, didn’t come,
And she went behind the grove,
Disappeared, swindler.
Disappeared, swindler.
 
Oh, she disappeared, swindler,
Fell in love with a brave fellow,
Swindler, evil-doer.
Swindler, evil-doer.
 
Come to us, my darling, sooner,
We are more light-hearted with you,
We’re more cheerful with you.
We’re more cheerful with you.
 
We will live with you together,
And we’ll have two hundred kisses,
You and me forever.
You and me forever.

8. The cruiser in a roadstead (farm Dubovsky, Novoanninsky district, Volgograd region)

The cruiser was in a roadstead by the sea,
The sailors took leave of the kindred.
The seaside embosomed the beauty of calm,
And somewhere beyond disappeared.

And in the sea garth, where the nightingale sang
His beautiful song as if playing,
The very young sailor took leave of the girl
And leaved her alone for a long time.

The sailor embraced the firm maiden breast,
Embraced it by hands so tightly.
Two hearts were united together as one,
And even the breathe became easier.

The boatswain was looking at them from the deck,
Was looking at them as if laughing.
The order resounded: Anchors away!
The boatswain’s sharp whistle rang out.

The ship darted forward and moved away fast,
The motor drowned out all the noises.
She wiped away tears by the given head shawl
And sorrowed that loved him a little.

He took off his cap and waved with the hand,
So farewell, dear Marusya.
Tomorrow we’ll take Sevastopol, our home,
And I will come back to you, darling.

9. Voices are so thin and ringing  (couplets)

Voices are so thin and ringing
Oh, in my harmonica.
By today we are recruitees,
Tomorrow we’re equestrians.

Do not sorrow, my Nastasia!
Oh, my darlinglady friend!
I have a grizzle overcoat
And a virent forage cap.

Oh, you are my dear girlfriend!
Do not sink into a grief,
I will come back from the army
With a pistol on one side!

I do military service,
I do friendship with a steed
And I’m guarding our border
On the faraway divide.

We are ready for the warfare,
Oh, but we don’t want this war,
We don't need a foreign country,
But we will not give our own!

10. The country of my birth (Mrykhovsky farm, Rostov region)

Oh, the country of my birth,
Oh, I will never see you.

Oh, I will not see you…
Oh, I will not see you, I wont hear the call,
Oh, the nightingale’s call in the dawning garden.

Oh, the nightingale’s call in the dawning garden…
Oh, I go, I go through the open country,
Oh, I feel the heart inside of me.

Oh, I feel the heart inside of me.
Oh, the heart is feeling, it is foretelling,
That I will not come back.

That I will not come back.
Oh, the bullet flies, oh, the lead bullet,
Oh, the bullet pierced, oh, it pierced my chest.

Oh, the bullet pierced my chest.
Oh, I fell, I fell on my horses’s neck,
Oh, I poured over all his mane with blood.

Oh, I poured over all his mane with blood.
Oh, my dear mother, mammy,
Oh, do not feel sorrow about me.

Oh, do not feel sorrow about me…
Oh, because not all, not all of them, my friends and comrades,
Oh, perish in the war.
 
11. It’s enough for you, snowballs (marching song of the Don and Terek Cossacks)
 
It’s enough for you, snowballs, to lie on the thawed ground,
It’s enough for you, Cossacks, to grieve.
 
It’s enough for you, Cossacks, to grieve,
We’ll leave the sadness in the dark forest.
 
Wewill leave the sadness in the dark forest,
We will get used to the Asian side.
 
We will get used to the Asian side,
Cossacks, Cossacks, don’t be afraid of anything.
 
Cossacks, Cossacks, don’t be afraid of anything,
We have, Cossacks, cereals and flour.
 
We have, Cossacks, cereals and flour,
We’ll cook the porridge, we’ll bake the fresh bread.
 
We’ll cook the porridge, we’ll bake the fresh bread,
We’ll chip in together, we’ll send for the wine.
 
We’ll chip in together, we’ll send for the wine,
And we’ll have breakfast – drink a glass.
 
And we’ll have breakfast – drink a glass,
We’ll drink the other, – we’ll start conversations.
 
We’ll drink the other, – we’ll start conversations,
We’ll drink a third, – we’ll sing a song out of grief.
 
We’ll drink a third, – we’ll sing a song out of grief.
We sing, we sing about the Cossack living.
 
We sing, we sing about the Cossack living
The Cossack living, truly, is the best thing.
 
The Cossack living, truly, is the best thing
At Cossack’s home there’s a black felt cloak.
 
At Cossack’s home there’s a black felt cloak,
The rifle is his young wife.
 
The rifle is his young wife,
Let me go, colonel, to look at the riffle.
 
 
Let me go, colonel, to look at the riffle,
So that my rifle was cleanly oiled.
 
So that my rifle was cleanly oiled,
And upon alarm, – so that it was charged.
 
And upon alarm, – so that it was charged,
My great friend, my hot black horse.
 
My great friend, my hot black horse.
We will go to a mortal combat with a daring song.
 
We will go to a mortal combat with a daring song,
Our service, our service is a distant foreign side.
 
Our service, our service is a distant foreign side,
Boisterous head, the cossack’s fate.

12. Goodbye, girls (recruiting song, Biyanka village, Chelyabinsk region)
 
Oh, goodbye, girls, and goodbye, women,
I will go away from you, I will go away from you.
Oh, I will go away from you,
To the distant Caucasus, to the distant Caucasus.
Oh, to the distant Caucasus,
But I will remember you, but I will remember you.
Oh, I will remember you.
Oh, only once a week, oh, only once a week.


13. Oh, you, Dunya, Dunyasha (frequent dancing song of the Don Cossacks)
 
“Oh, you, Dunya, Dunyasha,
Oh, luscious beauty,
 
Oh, luscious beauty,
Why do you love Ivan?
 
Oh, luscious beauty,
Why do you love Ivan?”
 
“I love Ivan for that,
That his head is curly,
 
I love Ivan for that,
That his head is curly,
 
Oh, his head is curly.
The face is white and ruddy,
 
Oh, the head is curly,
The face is white and ruddy,
 
The face is white and ruddy,
With the rosy cheeks,
 
The face is white and ruddy,
With the rosy cheeks.
 
With the rosy cheeks,
The neat clean face,
 
With the rosy cheeks,
The neat clean face”.
 
Vanya fell in love with Dunya,
And he asked to bed with him.
 
Oh, Vanya fell in love with Dunya,
And he asked to bed with him.
 
“Sleep, sleep, Dunyushka,
Sleep, my darling.
 
Sleep, sleep, Dunyushka,
Sleep, my darling.
 
If you stay to bed with me,
I will give you, Dunya,
 
If you stay to bed with me,
I will give you, Dunya,
 
I will give you, Dunya,
The silver earrings.
 
Oh, I will give, Dunya,
The silver earrings.
 
And the golden earrings,
With the pendents.
 
And the golden earrings,
With the pendents”.
 
Oh, Dunyasha agreed
To Vanya's words,
 
Oh, Dunyasha agreed
To Vanya's words.
 
Dunya went to sleep
To Vanya’s bed.
 
Dunya went to sleep
To Vanya’s bed.

14. The river runs over the sand (Don Cossack’s)
 
Oh, the river runs, runs over the sand,
The river runs over the sand
Through the mother-Moscow
To us, to us, to us.
Oh, there was the cossack woman, she washed clothes,
A-a-a-a-ai,
The cossack woman washed clothes
And talked to the cossack
Oh, you, young cossacks,
You, young cossacks,
You have the crispy locks,
You have, you have, you have.
 
Ai, why the curles crisped?
A-a-a-a-ai,
Why the curles crisped?
Cause the girls fell in love with us,
With us, with us, with us!

15. Mother-service (Mrykhovsky farm, Rostov region, the everyday and military song of the Don Cossacks)

Oh, are you tired of the mother-service,
Or your faithful horse fell ill?
Oh, my faithful horse doesn't fear the service,
He is strong and merry, and he neighs aloud.
Oh, he is strong and merry, and he neighs aloud.
Oh, the melancholy overtakes the Cossack.
Oh, the melancholy overtakes the Cossack,
Oh, that the Cossack goes to the service.
Oh, that the Cossack goes to the service,
Oh, and he leads his faithful horse behind him.
Oh, he leads the soul-horse behind him,
Oh, the horse is pawing the ground.
Oh, the horse is pawing the ground,
Oh, he reaches out to the pebble.
Oh, he reaches out to the pebble,
Oh, blood pours out from his hooves.
 
* Each couplet is repeating

CD2
1. Forgive me, star

Forgive me, star, I go to sleep,
But I am very grieved to leave you.
I got to like to dream with you,
Because I only live in dreaming.
 
Oh, you, the admirable star,
Sometimes you shine for me so brightly,
That moments my unhappy heart
Remembers of its golden years.
 
All my desires long that way
Where you light up for me so brightly.
That's where my wishes will come true.
Forgive me, star, and see you later.

2. And it was spring

And it was spring, we met with you by chance.
You were so young, and I'm still quite a child.

And in two hearts our secret was revealed,
We fell in love, we fell in love for real.

Our meetings were more often and more often,
In the back garden, in the lilac bush.

Your timid, timid laugh, my timid, timid kissing,
The nightingale alone will overhear us.

Good Heavens, Holy God, what nature does to me,
I cannot live without just two things.

Without my sweet I’ll languish like a candle,
And without love I’ll wither like a grass.


3. Garth is taller than the house

Garth is taller than the house,
Pathway through the garden.
And it was so nice to see
Sitting out the window.

With the flagon, with the wine
The young girl came out.
She was talking with a smile,
Talking to her boyfriend.

And the fellow answered her:
- Will you be my fiancee.
Oh, it’s written in the stars -
We should live together.

We will share our joy,
Lament in deep waters.
Through the years we will sail
In the sea of living.

Here is how three days will pass
And your hand in my hand,
They will lead us to the temple,
They will lead us, sweetheart.

You and I will be aligned
Before the holy lectern,
And we’ll hear for the first time
Presage of the old times.

We’ll be given wedding rings,
Candles with the flowers.
And they bear for our heads
Crowns with the crosses.

They will give to us communion
And the golden chalice.
I will kiss you, my sweet one,
Iwill kiss you three times.

4. Oh, you, the silver birch-tree

Oh, you, the silver birch-tree, there’s no wind, but you make noise.
 
There’s no wind, but you make noise.
And my heart is so fervent, there’s no grief, but you are sore.

There’s no grief, but you are sore.
Gypsy woman told me fortunes on the pale-blue headscarf.
 
On the pale-blue headscarf.
She enclosed her hand to bosom and she sadly shook her head.
 
And she sadly shook her head.
You walk out, dear, in secret, and I’m occupied with you.
 
And I’m occupied with you.
I am busy with your beauty, I’m still occupied with you.

Oh, you, the silver birch-tree, there’s no wind, but you make noise.  

5. Why the roses fade so fastly

Why the roses fade so fastly,
All the beauty falls away?
And the charming dreams of loving
Disappear once for all?

So let everyone say, but it's a lie,
Let the lying make me shiver,
I don’t want to recognize it,
But I want to love and pleasure.
The gray hair whitens at the temples,
And the twinkle wither in your eyes.
And nobody understands us,
But the moonlight is still shining.

Why do you bend brows all for naught,
Why do you look in the eyes with longing?
You don’t want to love me anymore,
And the fair words can’t capture you.

If the heart is asking for the fancy, -
You should quickly give free rein to it.
Life is only torment without loving,
Without love, we’re destined to suffer.

So let everyone say, but it's a lie,
Let the lying make me shiver,
I don’t want to recognize it,
But I want to love and pleasure.
I will give the dreaming of my soul
To the intimate and pure love,
All to hear the subtile calling
- That you love me at the golden hour.

The gray hair whitens at the temples,
And the twinkle wither in your eyes.
And nobody understands us,
But the moonlight is still shining.

6. In the old days I was so youthful

In the old days I was so youthful,
And my window was lit by the moon,
But the silvery earlock appeared,
I don’t need the moonlight anymore.
 
But you melted the ice in my bosom,
And the moonlight is brighter today,
I will take the headscarf of my daughter
And I’ll come to the meeting with you.
 
I will wear the beautiful garment
And walk out – the night is so bright,
What is happening now to my soul,
My young daughter will not understand.
 
She will also in love when the time comes,
And will sigh, and will cry not for once,
And my happiness – tardy, belated –
Let my daughter forgive me it now.

7. Blow up the fire, hammersmith

Blow up the fire, hammersmith,
And make the iron burninng hotter,
And beat it, beat it even stronger,
Belabour with the iron sledge.
 
Forge me the chain, and I will bind
My beautiful and youthful wifey,
For all night long, until the dawning
I’ll bind my wife to our bed.
 
The wicket clatters in the night,
And the unfastened dog starts barking:
The cunning friend is calling out      
My snaky wifey on the date.
 
She bounds to the windowsill,
Forgetting family and husband,
And she is ready for the bad faith,
But now the chain is short and strong.

8. The sun went down behind the mountain
(The Zabaikalye Territory, Nerchinsk-Zavodsky District)
 
The sun went down behind the mountain,
The cossack girl is near the gate.
 
She looks with sorrow at the road,
The tears pour out from her eyes.
 
What do you cry about, tell me?
What are you sad about, belle?
 
The only sadness in my bosom,
They tell me to forget my love.
 
And the matchmakers will come shortly,
It’s not my sweet, but other some.
 
The rich, unloved and old will take me,
And they will call me as his wife.
 
They will untangle my thick hair,
With song will lead me down the aisle.
 
Why did you give your youthful daughter
To someone else’s house, dad?

9. Why the night was so fine (urban romance)
 
Why the night was so fine, why the night was so good,
My poor heart would not hurt, and my soul would not smart.
I have fallen in love, and I love her so much.
But her look at my love is uncaring and cold.
And she with the unloved, she went down the aisle,
She went down the aisle, it’s the end of my life.
No, she did not descry how I stood in the church,
How I cried my eyes out, leaning against the wall.
All the house rejoiced to the strains of a waltz,
I was skulking away to my desolate room.
And I sat in my room, I was thinking of her,
I got out the dirk and I murdered myself.
Why the night was so fine, why the night was so good,
My poor heart would not not hurt, and my soul would not smart.
 
* each line is sung twice

10. The ring of soul
 
1. The ring of soul, my little girl, I drowned it,
I drowned in tne sea, and with that ring
I perished all my earthly blessing.
2. Oh, with that ring I perished
All earthly happiness, she gave it
And said: wear, sweetheart, don’t remove.
3. She gave and said: wear, sweetheart,
Do not lose, oh, while you wear the ring,
Consider that I’m yours.


11. By the window of mine (the village of Kumylzhenskaya, Volgograd region)
 
By the window of mine
Was the lilac in bloom,
Was the lilac in bloom, the blue lilac.

In my suffering heart
The great loving awoke,
The great loving awoke, the young loving.

No, you did not come here,
And you found the new,
Just because you’re in love with the new girl.

So adore her and love,
And be madly in love!
And enjoy with her heavenly beauty!

And forget about me,
In a moment forget!
But I will not forget so easy!

By the window of mine
Will be roses in bloom,
Will be lilac in bloom, the blue lilac.

Only our love
Will not ever come back,
And those wonderful dreams will not come back.

12. Forelock

Forelock, forelock, curly forelock,
Why do you curl, forelock, in the wind!
Earlier I loved you, curling forelock,
Now I cannot put you out of mind.

You used to move your headwear on the hindhead                                                                                                                                              
And go for walking in the day or night,
The forelock curls and curls from the headwer,
It curls and curls, the forelock on the wind.

And after winter summer will come here,
The trees will flourish lushly in the garths,
But I am just a poor little young boy,
And, oh, they will enchain my arms and legs.

But I, I do not fear of Siberia,
Siberia is also Russian land.
So curl, curl now, my crispy forelock,
So curl, forelock, curl on the wind!

13. Little berry hides her pretty eyes

Little berry hides her pretty eyes,
And the pearly tear is on her cheek,
Why are you, my semi-precious stone,
Ooh, I dissolved in bitter tears.

Chorus:     You took offence at me,
You are angry with me.
I am sorry if I am in fault,
And I’m sorry for my for silly words.

Oh, the scarlet dawning was too close,
Do not cry, my little girl, in vain,
Oh, my little swallow, do not cry,
Do not hide your hazel eyes from me.

You, you are my bluish turtle-dove,
Oh, I traveled all around the world
And I saw the farness of the Earth,
But I understood that you’re the best.

People are like magpieson the hump,
What they say, the same is what they lie.
I will tell you and I will not lie,
That I love you, cunning dog, alone.

14. Under the wide window

Under the wide window,
Under the high window
The snow-white bush cherry is in bloom.
Near that bush cherry,
Near that small house
The brave fellow goes his first time.

He looks in the window,
He peeks in the window –
One can’t see a thing behind the bush.
He will move on sideways,
Ask about his girlfriend
And return back to the cherry bush.

What is this bush cherry,
What is this small house
What is this young girl behind the light?
What is this, how now?
My heart has no comfort.
All the roadways go just to her.

I will pick a daisy
I will sit and wonder:
Tell me, little daisy, do not hide.
Tell me, little daisy, –
Does Natasha love me,
Does my darling fall in love with me?

Under the wide window,
Under the high window
The snow-white bush cherry is in bloom.
Near that bush cherry,
Near that small house
The brave fellow goes his first time.

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