Folk songs
Awesome post courtesy of 
andrewducker, but they are missing some countries.
http://metaphortunate.tumblr.com/post/144587331799/neil-gaiman-ellenkushner-shredsandpatches
Russian traditional folk songs:
I was in the army for 25 years, came back, and killed my wife
I was in the army for 25 years, came back, wanted to kill my wife, but turns out she's dead already
The army is my wife
I was in the army and I got killed
My boyfriend went off to join the army and got killed
Raven, tell my mom I'm dead.
Hey, raven, how's my boyfriend doing? Thought so.
I died fighting and neither the army nor my wife will miss me, but my daughter might occasionally remember my horse
Yay, army!
My girlfriend is dead and I must die as well
My boyfriend does not love me and I must die
I almost died, but my boyfriend came back
My boyfriend came back with a wife
My husband does not love me, and I'm drunk
I got drunk and flirted, my husband will beat me
My husband and his entire family beat me
Mama, please let me marry whomever I want, even though he will beat me
When you grow up, little girl, you'll get married to someone who likes to fight. Also it's raining all the time.
Russian 20th century onward folk songs:
The queen is unfaithful and she must die
The princess has lust in her heart and she must die
The troubadour sings about love and must die
I'm a thief and I die for love
I'm a robber and I die for love
I love a thief and die for love
I am a robber and accidentally killed my entire family
I love a thief, mama, you just don't get it
I love a sailor, mama, you just don't get it
I love the guy in yellow shoes, mama, you just don't get it
I loved a guy, my family didn't get it, I killed him and must now die for love
Hey, there, little apple, we live today and die tomorrow
Hey there, little chicken, you will be arrested and die in jail
It's good to be a thief in Odessa!
There's no point defending Russia any longer, we must all die in Constantinople
Constantinople didn't work out, we must all die in Paris
I'm a beautiful woman in Paris and I must sell myself because Russia is lost
The cowboy dies for love
The Punjabi kills the queen and dies for love
Everyone in my life was eaten by the tigers because that's what Easter Island is like
The peasant girl dies for love, and not because her boyfriend cut her throat
The Latin-American dancer dies for love and not because her boyfriend shot her and her other boyfriend
The captain's daughter dies for love and not because some guy shot her and another guy she was dancing with
A beautiful girl dies just because
Dad kills five orphaned children for love
Dad is into law, son is into robbery, everyone dies
Women are unfaithful and everyone dies
There's a war and everyone dies mainly because women are unfaithful
There's lots of incest in Europe and everyone dies
There's incest in San Francisco and everyone dies
It's good to be a cowboy!
It's good to be an archaeologist!
It's good to be a mountain climber!
It's good to be a hiker!
I'm a thief, but I love my mom and it's society's fault
Russian Gypsy folk songs:
Our lives are worse than the Russians'
My husband killed my baby and threw me out into the snow
Look, ma, horses!
andrewducker, but they are missing some countries.
http://metaphortunate.tumblr.com/post/144587331799/neil-gaiman-ellenkushner-shredsandpatches
Russian traditional folk songs:
I was in the army for 25 years, came back, and killed my wife
I was in the army for 25 years, came back, wanted to kill my wife, but turns out she's dead already
The army is my wife
I was in the army and I got killed
My boyfriend went off to join the army and got killed
Raven, tell my mom I'm dead.
Hey, raven, how's my boyfriend doing? Thought so.
I died fighting and neither the army nor my wife will miss me, but my daughter might occasionally remember my horse
Yay, army!
My girlfriend is dead and I must die as well
My boyfriend does not love me and I must die
I almost died, but my boyfriend came back
My boyfriend came back with a wife
My husband does not love me, and I'm drunk
I got drunk and flirted, my husband will beat me
My husband and his entire family beat me
Mama, please let me marry whomever I want, even though he will beat me
When you grow up, little girl, you'll get married to someone who likes to fight. Also it's raining all the time.
Russian 20th century onward folk songs:
The queen is unfaithful and she must die
The princess has lust in her heart and she must die
The troubadour sings about love and must die
I'm a thief and I die for love
I'm a robber and I die for love
I love a thief and die for love
I am a robber and accidentally killed my entire family
I love a thief, mama, you just don't get it
I love a sailor, mama, you just don't get it
I love the guy in yellow shoes, mama, you just don't get it
I loved a guy, my family didn't get it, I killed him and must now die for love
Hey, there, little apple, we live today and die tomorrow
Hey there, little chicken, you will be arrested and die in jail
It's good to be a thief in Odessa!
There's no point defending Russia any longer, we must all die in Constantinople
Constantinople didn't work out, we must all die in Paris
I'm a beautiful woman in Paris and I must sell myself because Russia is lost
The cowboy dies for love
The Punjabi kills the queen and dies for love
Everyone in my life was eaten by the tigers because that's what Easter Island is like
The peasant girl dies for love, and not because her boyfriend cut her throat
The Latin-American dancer dies for love and not because her boyfriend shot her and her other boyfriend
The captain's daughter dies for love and not because some guy shot her and another guy she was dancing with
A beautiful girl dies just because
Dad kills five orphaned children for love
Dad is into law, son is into robbery, everyone dies
Women are unfaithful and everyone dies
There's a war and everyone dies mainly because women are unfaithful
There's lots of incest in Europe and everyone dies
There's incest in San Francisco and everyone dies
It's good to be a cowboy!
It's good to be an archaeologist!
It's good to be a mountain climber!
It's good to be a hiker!
I'm a thief, but I love my mom and it's society's fault
Russian Gypsy folk songs:
Our lives are worse than the Russians'
My husband killed my baby and threw me out into the snow
Look, ma, horses!