Kubansky Kazachy Khor - За Кубанью, Ой стога, стога (Za kubanyu, oĭ stoga stoga) dalszöveg fordítás angol nyelvre

Beyond the Kuban/ Oh Haystacks, Haystacks

Beyond the Kuban:
 
Beyond the Kuban, the fires burn,
But the smoke is in Kazanskaya
Our cossacks set off
Their banners are barely seen
 
They are riding, all weeping
They keep glancing back
Our wives remain,
Wives so young
 
Our wives remain behind,
Wives so new
Our wives so tender,
With little ones
 
Neigh, neigh, neigh my dear horse,
Telling me in a little voice
So that my mother could hear,
While sitting by the house
 
Beyond the Kuban, the fires burn,
But the smoke is in Kazanskaya
Our cossacks set off
Their banners are barely seen,
 
Our cossacks set off
Their banners are barely seen, Ai!
 
Oh Haystacks, Haystacks:
 
Oh haystacks, haystacks, upon a wide meadow.
You can't be counted, can't be seen with the eyes.
 
Oh haystacks, haystacks, on a green marsh
Standing on watch, what are you safekeeping?
 
'Good man, we once were flowers.
We were slashed with sharp scythes.
 
They scattered us in the middle of a meadow.
They separated us far apart from one another
 
There is no defense for us from virulent guests.
In our eyes, there are black crows.
 
In our eyes, eclipsing the stars
Jackdaws flock to weave slipshod nests
 
Oh eagle, eagle our distant father
Come down to us, fearsome and bright-eyed one.
 
Oh eagle, eagle, hear our lamentations.
Do not let the crows disgrace our lot
 
Punish their arrogance straight away.
Strike them from the heavens so that their feathers fly.
 
So that they are strewn about, so that upon the wide steppe
The wind disperses them far, far away.'
 


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