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1. Вот мчится тройка удалая
Вдоль по дорожке столбовой.
И колокольчик, дар Валдая,
Гудит уныло под дугой.
И колокольчик, дар Валдая,
Гудит уныло под дугой.
Ямщик лихой он встал с полночи,
Ему взгрустнулося в тиши.
И он запел про ясны очи,
Про очи девицы-души:
И он запел про ясны очи,
Про очи девицы-души:
Вы, очи, очи голубые,
Вы сокрушили молодца.
Зачем, зачем, о люди злые,
Вы их разрознили сердца!
Зачем, зачем, о люди злые,
Вы их разрознили сердца!
Теперь я горький сиротина!..»
И вдруг махнул по всем по трем.
Так тройкой тешился детина
И заливался соловьём.
Так тройкой тешился детина
И заливался соловьём.
1. Here is a troika removal
Along along the path of the pillar.
And the bell, the gift of Valdai,
It buzzes sadly in an arc.
And the bell, the gift of Valdai,
It buzzes sadly in an arc.
He got a dashing coachman from midnight
He was smoked in silence.
And he sang about clear eyes,
About the eyes of the girl-fool:
And he sang about clear eyes,
About the eyes of the girl-fool:
You, eyes, blue eyes,
You crushed the fellow.
Why, why, oh people are evil,
You scattered their hearts!
Why, why, oh people are evil,
You scattered their hearts!
Now I am a bitter syrotin! .. "
And suddenly he waved in all three.
So a troika was her baby
And filled with a nightingale.
So a troika was her baby
And filled with a nightingale.
Along along the path of the pillar.
And the bell, the gift of Valdai,
It buzzes sadly in an arc.
And the bell, the gift of Valdai,
It buzzes sadly in an arc.
He got a dashing coachman from midnight
He was smoked in silence.
And he sang about clear eyes,
About the eyes of the girl-fool:
And he sang about clear eyes,
About the eyes of the girl-fool:
You, eyes, blue eyes,
You crushed the fellow.
Why, why, oh people are evil,
You scattered their hearts!
Why, why, oh people are evil,
You scattered their hearts!
Now I am a bitter syrotin! .. "
And suddenly he waved in all three.
So a troika was her baby
And filled with a nightingale.
So a troika was her baby
And filled with a nightingale.