Текст песни Фёдор Иванович Шаляпин - Трепак

Trepacle
(Mus. Mussorgsky
Sl. Golenishchev-Kutuzova)

Forest and meadow. Sludge around.
Blizzard and cries and groans, and
It seems like in the darkness of the night
Evil is burying someone.
Look - it is! In the darkness of the man
Death hugs, caresses,
With a drunk, Trepak is dancing together,
Sang on the ear.
Love with white girlfriend to dance!
Lying her song to blame!

Oh, peasant,
Old man
Wretched,
Drunk drunk
I trudged
Expensive,
And the blizzard, witch, got up,
I leaped!
From the field - in the forest is densely
Drive!
Grief, longing
Yes, need
Tomidized,
Lie down, rest
Yes, fall asleep
Darling!
I am my darling, with a snowball
I sin;
A great game
I will do.

Beat the bed,
You, a blizzard,
Winch!
Let's go,
Swim,
Weather,
A fairy tale - yes, so that all night
Stretched out
So that drunkard is tight under her
Substituted!

Goy are you forest
Heaven
Yes clouds!
Topic, breeze
Yes, Snowball
Volatile!
Let's get in mugs, but daring
Crowd
Cheerful dancing
For me!

Look, my friend,
Peasant
Happy!
Summer has come,
It blossomed!
Above the Niva
The sun laughs, yes reapers
Walking,
Podes on compressed stripes
Consider.
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Forest and meadow. Sludge around.
Non -shaped power subsided,
Gorky drunkard in the darkness of the night
With crying, the snowstorm buried.
Know, tired of dancing a chatter,
Songs to sing with a white friend -
Sleeps, does not wake up ... The grave is soft
And already covered with a blizzard!