Текст песни Монастырь - Эх, Говорила Матушка Моя

Oh, my mother said,
Do not go to the field without a gun,
Do not lie down under the sky,
On the night when the moon
Full to the edge of red wine.
If the road leads you,
Through this field at night without fire,
Then with a cross in the palm of your hand
Feel free to go,
Life to live is not a field to cross.

Oh, my mother said,
Do not look for a good king in a foreign land.
Do not take the stolen daughter's wife,
No blessedness, do not lead to church.
If it happens that I will forget,
How my mother taught me,
That sorrow me grief
On his way,
Life to live is not a field to cross.

Oh, my mother said,
Whom you love, so always love.
Do not chase after gold,
Do not blacken your soul,
Everyone, like a brother, you do not be a stranger.
If you become poor -
Do not break the hat.
If you are strong -
Do not collect a tribute.
And the time will come for the children to tell:
Life to live is not a field to cross.

                                             (c) V.Arbuzov.