Mar 31, 2018 19:01
(by M. Isakovsky)
As the apples just begin to blossom,
The river's hidden in the rolling mist,
Cathie comes to the shores lonesome -
To the rocky shores in the East.
There she comes and begins her singing
Of the great eagle from the wild
Of the one whom she loves so dearly
Of the one whose letters she will mind.
Fly you song of the loving maiden
Fly as flies the ever-burning sun
To the borders, and without fading
Tell the soldier Cathy sends her love.
Let him think of his simple darling
Let him hear how she sings it forth
Let him keep our Mother-land unharmed
And let Cathy keep the word of love.
As the apples just begin to blossom,
The river's hidden in the rolling mist,
Cathie comes to the shores lonesome -
To the rocky shores in the East.
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