A keresés eredménye oldal 6

The Pine is Burning, All Aglow,

The pine is burning, all aglow,
The pine is burning, all aglow, where the young maiden, she did stand.
There the young maiden, did stand.
The pine is burning, all aglow, where the young maiden ,she did stand.
There the young maiden, did stand.
 
There the young maiden, she did stand (2)
There combing out-, her blond braid. (2)
 
O my braid, beloved braids (2)
You have all served, me for so long .(2)
 
You'll be, no longer serving me (2)
Under the white-, veil you will go. (2)
 
Under the veil and scarf you'll go (2)
never a maid, again you'll be. (2)
 
Under the white veil, all in fringe (2)
Never to be-, with the boys .(2)
 
Under the veil and wedding crown (2)
Never again-, crowned you'll be. (2)
 
Under the white veil, dancing (2)
Never with maidens there to be .(2
 
The pine and fir are burning,(2)
A boy has loved me from afar,(2)
 
A boy has loved me for ever more,(2)
Already he's now my husband(2).
 

I Will Go into the Distant Mountains (II)

I will go into the distant mountains,
In the evening hours
And would ask the swirling wind
that he would not sleep, not sleep right now.
 
That he would fly upon free wings
Into the wide meadows,
And would bring by morning, flowers ,
That the eyes of blue love so.
 
REFRAIN:
Oh My darling, Oh my true love,
My bright ash tree blossom .
I bring in my eyes, to you,
the whole (blue) wide world.
 
I bring in my lips - kisses,
Joyous songs to you
And in my arms I bring, if you will
The flowers of Spring.
 
REFRAIN:
Oh My darling, Oh my true love,
My bright ash tree blossom .
I bring in my eyes, to you,
the whole (blue) wide world.
 
I bring in my lips - kisses,
Joyous songs to you
And in my arms I bring, if you will
The flowers of Spring.
 

The Family

Maybe in life someone will be charmed
By some enchanting, seductive eyes.
Only the family like a star is united
Your only salvation is - a safe mooring.
No, do not look in your heart for a reason,
If your unbelief overtakes you ...
Only the family in your trying hour
Will lay sure hope upon your shoulder.
 
Chorus:
The family, the family - from father to son
From mother to daughter will give goodness
The family, the family - is all of Ukraine
With it's deep roots, and oh it's high branches.
 
In sea of temptation, there are great waves
But do not forget in all your endeavors,
That only the family - is a balm remedy,
A cure from old age and your loneliness.
Everything blossoms, and withers, and dies,
Is blown by the wind as if it be rubbish ...
Only the family, is as the eternal seed,
On the immortal field of life.
 

A Good Evening Onto You , ( II)

A good evening onto you,
To you Lord, your Lordship! (o landlord)
Now rejoice! Oh rejoice you earth,
The Son of God has now been born!
 
Oh, now in Bethlehem
There is wondros news, Oh rejoice!
Now rejoice! Oh rejoice you earth,
The Son of God has now been born!
 
Spoken by the prophets
Through out the ages, Oh rejoice!
Now rejoice! Oh rejoice you earth,
The Son of God has now been born!
 
He brings salvation to those
Believing hearts, Oh rejoice!
Now rejoice! Oh rejoice you earth,
The Son of God has now been born!
 

By the sea

Versions: #2
I wanted to drown my sorrow in the sea, so deep,
I went early to the sea, but the sea is asleep,
And I've felt sorry to wake up the sea,
And my sorrow had stayed with me.
At midday, I'm walking to the sea and from far away
I see it's laughing like a little child at play,
And I've felt sorry to sadden the sea,
And my sorrow had stayed with me.
Again, I had run to the sea at night,
But around my feet the sea had cried
I've felt sorry myself for the poor sea,
And my sorrow had stayed with me.
 

Varenyky (dumplings)

Am I not a Ukrainian, or a Kozak?
And of a tasty dish am I not an expert?
Many things in the world, I've eaten,
But to this pot my heart has been smitten.
For there they were spread out for every preference
Varenichky Varenichiky!
 
Chorus:
My Varenichiky my Varenichiky
My Varenichiky in sour cream!
My Varenichiky, my Varenichiky
My beloved Varenichiky.
 
And the Kozak spirit in me, is renewed
And boils intensely-wisely my mind.
Puffed up and scattered are my thoughts
And in them only the women, only the women!
There in sour cream, swims my dear heart,
And it melts, it does melt.
 
Chorus. (4)
 

Come on, Women, Come On!

We lived with the women
Calmly in the village,
Until there appeared
At the borders the Muscovites,
We are mobilizing tomorrow
Straight to the training grounds,
Now we- are not just women,
Now we - are a true battalion!
 
Chorus:
Come on! Come on! Come on!
We're the Bicycle Battalion,
Such women as we are we'll
Find not just one million!
Come on, women, come on!
Let's all get up upon our feet!
We will be defending
Our native peaceful land!
 
The two of us with Hanka have
One armored vest
And old man Peter has lent us his
German machine gun.
We will all with our breasts close off
The borders of our Ukrainian,
We're - not ordinary women,
We're the Bicycle Battalion!
 
Chorus. (2)
 

Driving Beets Out From a Field

I'm driving beets out from the field and a green hitch
The men do so like me, like a harvest the water
I'm driving out of the field not in a sled but upon bike,
Winter is yet far off as is the third cock. | (2)
 
Chorus:
Play, play, play, the bayan
Beat, Hanko, the drum.
I'm tall, you're wide
Come on, Hanya, with a jump!
 
To have something on the table, so the children grew,
From the collective farms and fields my hands did steal,
Dry firewood from the forestry, and from the farm - straw
Carried silage for the bull across a quiet river. | (2)
 
Chorus.
 
I'm driving beets out from the field yet on a Bicycle
All the years are now behind me, just the bayan is ahead,
Water loves the bike, the spruce - Carpathians,
Bicycle, my bicycle they won't catch up with you. | (2)
 
Chorus.
 

Sex Bombas

We women are now, fed up, milking all the cows,
Satisfying our men and cooking for them borsch .
We'll throw away our hoes into a corner of the barn,
To the pigs, chickens and bales, We will say : Goodbye!
 
Chorus
And we are such, we're so rambunctious
And we are such - women of value,
If we go out - we're out till morning
If we make love - then it's to the end!
Sex bombas, ya-ya
Sex bombas, this stubble of grass
Sex bombas, thunders the village,
Sex bombas, to all for mischief!
 
We were never out at sea, only on a pond,
We have yet not drunk champaign, nor ate caviar,
Into show business we now go to earn a bauble ...
***
 

O Bicycle, my Bicycle

I did sell moonshine, I did sell it
I had gathered for myself a bit of money
In the bazaar, a bicycle I had acquired,
Became the most dangerous woman in the village
 
Chorus:
O Bicycle, my bicycle,
Two-wheeled 'Grand Cherokee'
And there is a big loud bell
And a good wide leather seat
I will put there on the trunk
Two big sacks full of beets
I'm flying through the village
On my bike, as in a tank
 
I race around the village - wobbling
Not knowing yet how to stop the bike
And on the frame, my Koom there sits and he is laughing
I say to him: 'Had, get off', - but he still refuses
 
Chorus.
 
We flew through out the village until night fall
Embraceing me my Koom then tickles me
Well then, whose business is this now any how
That I take, my Koom, for a ride about out the village
 
Chorus.
 
When the bike had eccelerated down a hill
There some jerk had placed a rock onto the road
Oh, we made a fine summersault with my Koom
He with his teeth, I with my chest to the asphalt
 
Chorus.
 
My bicycle had collapsed most completely
Thank God, that my Koom remained alive
But now he is crippled and he is toothless
And yet for me, he is, still very charming
 
Chorus.
 

I Want to go to the Sea

Summer has come in, the rye is green,
In the field, like on string, grow the sugar beets,
And we ourselves all in a row sit upon a hill,
Tanned women by themselves hemmed in.
 
Chorus:
Oh, woe, woe is me, I want to go to the sea
I want to sit beneath a palm upon the yellow sand
I want the sun to warm my body,
I want to go to the sea for least an hour!
 
I will drive the cow into a dark thicket,
I do not want the sour cream, I do not want the milk
I will keep a diet, I will not eat a cutlet,
And I will be like a model, I so tall and slim.
 
Chorus.
 
Let the people judge me, I will not listen to them.
Let in my garden blossom the weeds,
I will sell all the cattle, buy myself a car,
I do want to go out so, because I'm still young.
 
Chorus,
 
Summer has come in, the rye is green,
In the field, like on string, grow the sugar beets,
And we ourselves all in a row sit upon a hill,
Tanned women by themselves hemmed in.
 

Tango of Love

Early spring.Tango love
 
Here she came to me again
Unexpected and uninvited
She brushed away a tear with her sleeve
A little taken aback.
 
Chorus:
The early spring's in bloom
We were carried by wings into heaven,
Fortune brought us together
Fortune broke us apart.
 
Having paused she looked away -
They both became uncomfortable
She said softly as she could:
'But I have loved you so.'
 
Chorus
 
In greeting she extended her hands
And had said something else
And she embraced him in farewell:
'Oh, what have I now done?'
 
'Now for you, as for me,
Do not be restless '-
And quietly vanished in the distance
Beyond the blue haze.
 

Nicholas Walked through the Meadow, Carefully

Nicholas walked through the meadow, carefully,
St. Nicholas with an enchanting bag,
 
Greeting all the children from house to house,
Nicholas came with an enchanting bag.
Greeting all the children from house to house,
Nicholas came with an enchanting bag.
 
Open up the door - Nicholas has come,
He comes blessing the Ukrainian nation
 
Perish will the ruins, our mother - Ukraine
Will flourish and bloom from region to region.
Perish will the ruins, our mother - Ukraine
Will flourish and bloom from region to region.
 
Already St. Nicholas is at your house
You will gladly greeteet him with a respectful bow.
 
Let the joyous songs ring out into the town,
to your liking do choose your gifts!
Let the joyous songs ring out into the town,
to your liking do choose your gifts!
 

I Walked into the Hedges

I walked into the hedges
For some walnuts
The miller I have loved
For some fun.
The miller, with me, is indignant,
He'll turn around, and then kiss me
For some fun.
 
I walked into the hedges
For the mushrooms,
The harness maker I have loved
A young maiden
The harness maker sews a saddle
He embraces and then hugs me
A young maiden.
 
I walked into the hedges
For some firewood
And the cooper I have loved,
The dark browed one.
The cooper assembles buckets,
He embraces and then hugs me
The dark browed one.
 
When you want to it know well,
My mother,
Whom you will first be
calling an in-law -
Them all, them all, my mother
On sunday an in-law
You will call them.
 

I am Your Wing

Stars in the snow, stars in the snow,
The merry stars of the new year holidays.
Stars in the snow, stars in the snow,
And we in the Carpathians, in the blue Carpathians.
 
I - am your wing, you - are my wing,
We need no greater good fortune.
We'll fly in night, in an unforgettable night,
And with the wings we'll touch the sky, the sky.
 
Stars on the wreaths, wreaths on the water,
Wreaths on the water in the blue night on Kupala.
Stars on wreaths, stars on the water,
And another has fallen, for good fortune it fell.
 
The stars will burn out, the stars will go out,
But in their hearts the flame won't go out - it's eternal.
Because night's with us, with us is the night,
That night on Kupala and the New Year's Eve.
 
I- am your wing, you - are my wing.
I- am your wing, you - are my wing.
I- am your wing, you - are my wing.
I- am your wing ..
 

Dark is the Night

The dark night with darkness encompasses the world.
The dark night with darkness encompasses the world.
Darkness encompasses the world
 
And the Most Blessed Virgin walked around the world,
She came to a rich man (2), asked to spend the night:
 
'Lord your lordship, put me up for overnight,
For the dark night (2) has overtaken me. '
 
And that Lord his lordship did not want to sleep,
Having told his servants (2) to drive out the dogs.
 
But those dogs recognized Mary
Before the Mother of God (2), fell to their knees.
 
And the Most Blessed Virgin walked around the world,
She came to a poor man (2) asked to spend the night:
 
'Lord your lordship, put me up for overnight,
For the dark night (2) has overtaken me. '
 
'Oh, I'd gladly put you up for the night
Only I do not have (2) a sleeping room to give '
 
'You do not need to trace your evenings,
Just let me (2) go to my sweetheart. '
 
Is the sun rising, does the moon set?
Then the Blessed Virgin (2) gives birth to Her Son.
 
'Get up a woman, get up. How long shall you sleep?'
Already our stable (2) has shown in the world '.
 
'If I would have known that it was Mother of God,
I would have laid out (2) mine own bed.
 
If I would have known that Mother with Jesus,
It would have laid it out (2) with a white sheet '
 
The old year passes by, New comes in (2)
Christ is born!
 

I Will Take You in My Arms

I beg you, O Jesus, do not leave me here in trouble,
For the soul struggles for freedom in that difficult solitude.
The heart breaks in two, pain and fear do live in me.
But Christ does say this: 'Don't worry, everything will pass away.'
 
Ch: 'I will take you in my arms, and carry you to where I Am.'
And there will be no separation, for child you are mine'.
 
But there are doubts, disbelief is yet alive,
It sends pain and sadness - and the face again is sad.
The tears roll out in a stream and in there's a burning in the soul,
But Christ does say this: 'Don't worry, everything will pass away.'
 

Over the quick water a maiden stands

Versions: #2
Over the quick water a maiden stands
And so quietly the song lingers by the shore:
' Quick water, take me with you, if you can,
For in this world I can't live no more'.
 
You used to come to me at midnight,
Just then, when I'm soundly asleep,
And you were kissing my tear-filled eyes,
And told me, don't cry dear, I'll take you with me'.
 
Tell me, why did I love you so,
Tell me, why did I believed.
If it wasn't for you, I wouldn't walk in sorrow,
And day and night, I wouldn't cry in grief.
 
Without you, I'm, like a bloom without the sun, will wither,
Without you, oh, how hard to live in this world.
Tell me , where those charms I can gather,
So, I can forget you, and love you no more.
 

Enchanting boykivchanka

Come to the frontier
One spring morning,
You will see dancing
Of our gentle boykivchanok.
But only don't look in their eyes,
For you will fall in love one day,
And peaceful sleep will disappear
Day and night.
 
Bright sunrise of my eyes
Charms boys, like a spring,
And pour heat in to the young heart
My beauty.
Dan-dana-dana-dana-dan,
Dan-dana-dana-dana-dan.
And pour heat in to the young heart
My beauty.
 
Those precautions
I don't want to hear it,
For I've looked boykovchanke
Straight in the eyes,
For I don't afraid of sleeplessness,
And all my ardent love
I'll give away , for lips
And slender waist.
 
Bright sunrise of your eyes
Charms me , like a spring,
And pour heat in to the young heart
My beauty.
Dan-dana-dana-dana-dan,
Dan-dana-dana-dana-dan.
And pour heat in to the young heart
My beauty.
 

In the Field the Field, the Plowman plows

In the Field the Field, the Plowman plows
Chorus: A Generous Evening, A Good Evening
To Good people For All-Evening (For good health)
 
With that Plowman the Lord does walk
Saint Peter does prod them on (lead the horses)
The Mother of God does bring food in
Brings in food, while asking of God
Do plow my son this here furrow
For we will sow the wheat there
From a small kernel to a good measure
And from the Other Grain, quite a lot
 

Oh, the Evening Star has now Arisen

Oh, the evening star has now arisen
Over Pochaiv it stood,
The Turkish army marched in, ready for battle
Like a dark black cloud.
 
The Turks with Tatars had besiege the gates,
The Monastery to conquer,
The Mother of God there of Pochaev
She will rescue us.
 
Father Zalalo from his cell came out,
And with tears does cry out:
'Oh, save, save us, Mother of God,
The monastery does flounder '.
 
Oh, came out, came out, the Mother of God
There upon the cross she had stood,
The bullets she repelled killing the Turks,
She has saved the monastery.
 
And we the people, all Christians,
To God all turn in reliance
To the Pochaev Mother of God
Let's all bow down in honor!
 

The sun is low, the evening is near

The sun is low, the evening's near now
 
The sun is low, the evening's near now )
I rush to you now , oh my dearheart. ....... )2
 
I rush to you now, and yet won't meet you.
 
I rush to you now, and yet won't meet you.)
Will reach the summit, and will start weeping.)2
 
Oh dove- oh dear dove, oh my dear grey dove,
 
Oh dove- oh dear dove, oh my dear grey dove,)
Do tell me dear dove, where is my beloved?)2
 
Oh your beloved's, beyond the river
 
Oh your beloved's, beyond the river)
Bowed his head down, stands with another.)2
 
And when the maiden had heard about this,
 
And when the maiden had heard about this,)
Layed upon the ground there, sleeping forever.)2
 
Oh, runs her beloved across the bridge there,
 
Oh, runs her beloved across the bridge there,)
Covered his beloved with a white blanket.)2
 
'Arise beloved, enough of sleeping,
 
'Arise beloved, enough of sleeping),
As we did play so, we'll still go out dear!')2
 
'I won't arise dear, go with another.
 
'I won't arise dear, go with another.
For now my heart is under the ground.'
 

Ukraine - It's All Of Us

We've been born here in Ukraine!
In Polissia, in Bukovyna,
In Podilia and in Volyynia,
By the grey Carpathians, in Crimea.
My native country, beloved country,
If one should happen to ask of me:
'What is this, do tell me, a Ukraine?'
I should quite, frankly, tell him :
 
Chorus:
O Ukraine - this is me!
O Ukraine - this is you!
O Ukraine -it's all of us!
O Ukraine!
Nightingale's wondrous song
Gardens set in white flowers
The Black Sea, Donbass, the highlands!
We - are all one clan,
Sisters and brothers are we,
We together with you are this nation!
O Ukraine - this is me!
O Ukraine - this is you!
O Ukraine - it's all of us!
O Ukraine!
 
O Ukraine - this is our language,
The Kobzars O so burning word,
It's the rapid Dnipro - the Cheremosh
It's the spruce that is so enchanting,
But foremost it is - the people,
It's the youth who loves to daydream,
It's the maiden, who faithfully does love,
It's the people, who love to sing songs!
 
Chorus.