Русские песни на английской мове. Угадаете исходник? Некоторые совсем уж палевные слова исключены.
1. My mother wanted me to marry number one
Who was unfaithful...
Do not let me marry him, mother!
2. Those evening bells! Those evening bells!
How many a tale their music tells
of youth, and home and that sweet time,
When last I heard their soothing chime.
3. I met you and the past
came back to life in my dead heart.
Remembering a golden time,
my heart became so warm.
4.Juniper, juniper, juniper, my juniper,
In the garden there's the berry, my raspberry.
Under the pine, under the green pine,
Lay me down to sleep
5. Apples and pears were blossomin
Mist on the river floating
On the bank _____ stepped out
On the high steep bank.
Stepped out, started a song
About one grey steppe eagle
About her loved one
Whose letters she cherished.
6. Not even a whisper is to be heard in the garden,
Everything has calmed down until dawn.
If you only knew how dear they are to me,
The evenings near Moscow!
The river is moving and (sometimes) not,
All made of the moons silver.
A song sounds and is not to be heard
In those quiet evenings.
7. Steppe, endless steppe,
the way lies far before us,
and in that dense steppe
a coachman lay dying.
He summoned up all his strength,
as he felt death approaching,
and he gave an order
to his comrade.
8. Little appple,
Where are you going to?
You'll get into my mouth
And never come back.
Little appple
Is on the plate.
I am tired of my wife
I will go to young girl.
9. From the island to the river
Celebrating marriage day
N.N.'s ships appear
N.N. was OK
On the first sits N.N
Holding a woman in his hand
Sits and listening to the music
Which's performed by Gypsy band.
10. Two guitars in next apartment
Playing tune in minor key…
Let me go to supermarket
Get myself another ski...
Sing it once, sing it twice!
Sing it many-many times!
Many time is not too many,
So, let's do it one more times!
11. The gray sea's so wide and so heavy
High waves are around us my friend
And on the instructions of navy
We go far away of the land
Oh, comrade I cannot keep watch anymore
One stoker has said to his fellow
You see there's no flame in my chamber at all
I can't do a steam boiler well, oh
12. On the wild steppes beyond the Baikal,
where people are searching for gold,
A poor man bearing a bag on his back
waders, bemoaning his fate.