Текст песни М.П.Мусоргский - Калистрат

Mother sang to me,
The cradle of my kachayuchi:
"You will be happy, Kalistratushka!
You will live a life of pripeyavachi! ".

And it came true, according to the will of God,
Prediction of my mother:
There is no richer, no prigozhee,
There is not an elegant Calistratus!

In the key water I bathe,
Fifth, I scratched my hair,
I'm waiting for the harvest
With an unsown stripe!

And the hostess is engaged
On naked children washing,
Pushcha husband dresses up -
He wears bast shoes with a podkovyoroyu! ..