A keresés eredménye

With my last pyatyorka*

With my last pyatyorka
I'll get a troika** with horses
I'll give the coachman some vodka
And say 'hurry up brother, let's drive!'
 
Hey boy, you're going in vain,
There's no need to run off like that,
You won't get anything,
And you'll come home a fool.
 
She wrote letters to the sea,
Not knowing for whom,
And my heart whispered to me
That it was for her friend!
 
With the remaining the pyatyorka
I'll get a troika** with horses
I'll give the coachman some vodka
And say 'hurry up brother, let's drive!'
 

Wait, Steam Engine Locamotive

Wait, steam engine! Wheels stop pounding!
Conductor, hit the brakes!
I'm off to see my dear mother, who's sick and hungry.
I'm rushing to appear before her eyes.
 
Mom, don't expect me - your good son,
but expect a escaped thief.
Prison life sucked me in.
And my life is an eternal prison.
 
And if I'm behind bars in prison,
I'll break through the prison bars!
Let the moon shine its corrupt light,
but I'll run away nevertheless!
 
But when the prison guards noticed,
that I, a little boy, was gone,
they fired a warning shot - and I kept my head down.
I broke loose of the prison walls and escaped …
 
If I were to lie in a prison bed,
I'd suffer and die.
And you won't come to see me, dear mother
Never caress or kiss me again.
 
Wait, steam engine! Wheels stop churning.
Conductor, hit the brakes!
I'm going to see my dear mother for the last time
I'm rushing to appear before her eyes.