Songs

Otchego, skazhi, dusha-devica,
Tell me, oh beautiful maiden,
ty sidish' teper' prigorjunilas'
Why you are sitting there so sorrowfully,
i bezmolvnaja na dorozhen'ku
Silently gazing at the road,
ty, vzdokhnuv, gljadish' ne nasmotrish'sja?
Sighing and gazing endlessly?
Il' s toboj pri tebe netu milogo,
Is it because your beloved is not nearby,
il' ostyla v nem krov' gorjachaja,
Or has his ardent blood run cold?
ili ty jemu uzh naskuchila,
Or has he grown bored of you?
il' zabyl tebja tvoj serdechnyj drug?
Or has he forgotten you, your heart’s desire?

Net, moj milyj drug ne zabyl menja
No, my dear friend has not forgotten me,
i ne to shchemit serdce bednoje,
That’s not what makes my poor heart ache,
a ja milova v dal'nu storonu,
It is because I am dressing him for a long journey,
v put'-dorozhen'ku snarjazhaju ja,
For a long journey to far-off lands,
a ja milova v dal'nu storonu,
It is because I am dressing him for a long journey,
v put'-dorozhen'ku snarjazhaju ja.
For a long journey to far-off lands.