Songs

S svoej poxodnoyu klyukoj,
With her walking stick
S svoimi mrachny'mi ochami
And her gloomy eyes,
Sud`ba, kak grozny'j chasovoj,
Fate, like some grim sentry,
Povsyudu sleduet za nami.
Pursues us everywhere.
Bedoj liczo eya grozit,
Her face threatens us with woe,
Ona v ugrozax posedela,
Her threats have turned her hair all grey,
Ona uzh mnogix odolela,
She has already prevailed over so many of us,
I vse stuchit, i vse stuchit:
And still she keeps on knocking:
Stuk, stuk, stuk...
Knock, knock, knock…
Polno, drug,
Your time is up, my friend,
Bros` za schastiem gonyat`sya!
Enough of chasing after happiness!
Stuk, stuk, stuk...
Knock, knock, knock…
Bednyak sovsem obzhilsya s nej:
The poor man has come to know her well:
Ruka s rukoj oni gulyayut,
Hand in hand they walk,
Sbirayut vmeste xleb s polej,
Together they gather bread from the fields,
V nagradu vmeste golodayut.
Yet their reward is to starve together.
Den` cely'j dozhd` ego kropit,
Rain soaks him throughout the day,
Po vecheram laskaet v`yuga,
In the evening, a blizzard caresses him,
A noch`yu s gorya, da s ispuga
And at night, in his woe and in his fear,
Sud`ba skvoz son emu stuchit:
Fate comes knocking in his dreams:
Stuk, stuk, stuk...
Knock, knock, knock…
Glyan`-ka, drug,
Just take a look, my friend,
Kak drugie pozhivayut.
How other people live.
Stuk, stuk, stuk...
Knock, knock, knock…
Drugie prazdnovat` soshlis`
Other people gather to celebrate
Bogatstvo, molodost` i slavu,
Wealth, youth and fame,
Ix pesni radostno neslis`,
Their joyful songs ring out,
Vino smenilos` im v zabavu:
Wine is poured for their delight:
Davno uzh pir u nix shumit.
Their noisy feast has gone on long.
No smolkli vdrug bledneya gosti...
When suddenly the guests fall silent and turn pale…
Rukoj, drozhashheyu ot zlosti,
Quivering with malice,
Sud`ba v okoshko k nim stuchit:
Fate’s hand knocks at the window:
Stuk, stuk, stuk...
Knock, knock, knock…
Novy'j drug k vam prishyol,
A new friend has arrived,
Gotov`te mesto!
Set a place for her!
Stuk, stuk, stuk...
Knock, knock, knock…
No est` zhe schast`e na zemle!
Yet there is some happiness on earth!
Odnazhdy', polny'j ozhidan`ya,
Once upon a time, full of anticipation,
S vostorgom yuny'm na chele,
With youthful rapture across his face,
Prishyol schastlivecz na svidan`e.
A lucky lad came to meet his sweetheart.
Eshhyo odin on, vse molchit,
He’s still alone, in the silence,
Zarya za roshhej potuxaet,
Twilight falls beyond the grove,
I solovej uzh zatixaet
And the nightingale stills its song,
A serdce b`yotsya i stuchit:
And his heart beats and pounds:
Stuk, stuk, stuk...
Knock, knock, knock…
Mily'j drug,
Dear fried,
Ty' pridyosh`-li na svidan`e?
Will you come and meet me then?
Stuk, stuk, stuk...
Knock, knock, knock…
No vot idyot ona,
But here she comes,
I v mig lyubov`, trevoga, ozhidan`e,
And in an instance, love, anxiety, anticipation
Blazhenstvo, vse slilos` u nix
And bliss all merge together for them
V odno bezumnoe lobzan`e!
In a single frenzied kiss!
Nemaya noch` na nix glyadit,
Night looks on in silence,
Vsyo nebo zalito ognyami.
And the whole sky is flooded with lights.
A kto-to tixo za kustami
Then quietly behind the bushes,
Klyukoj dokuchnoyu stuchit:
Someone knocks tiresomely with her stick:
Stuk, stuk, stuk...
Knock, knock, knock…
Stary'j drug
An old friend
K vam prishyol, dovol`no schast`ya!
Has come to see you. Enough of happiness!
Stuk, stuk, stuk...
Knock, knock, knock