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Sorochyntsi Fair

[Verse 1]
[Ivanushka]
Oh my little dove
I will curl your hair
Let's go to the hayloft
I've been waiting for you so long
 
[Marusya]
Oh you, lad, don't be hasty
Calm your breathing
The hayloft is very hot
If only, dear, you weren't tired
 
[Ivanushka]
You're my sweetheart
Where have you been all my life?
Come with me to Kupala Night
The dark night of love
 
[Marusya]
I will come, where else can I go
I'll disguise myself with a headdress
The fair is waiting for us in the morning
What will happen in Sorochyntsi?
 
[Chorus]
[Marusya]
Oh, fa la la, fa la la, fa la la
I was born in trouble, in trouble, in trouble
[Ivanushka]
You're my beauty, I love you so much
Give me a kiss, I beg you
[Marusya]
Oh you're so sweet, fa-la-la, fa-la-la, fa-la-la
Spin me in the dance, or else I'll die
[Ivanushka]
My belle, I love you so much
I'll spin you in the dance, fa-la-la-la
 
[Verse 2]
[Marusya]
You spun me in the dance
I'm a little out of breath
Shameless and flushed
Do you really love me?
 
[Ivanushka]
I love you Marusya
I'll give you slippers
And tell you fearlessly:
Wyu wyu wyu wyu
 
[Chorus]
[Marusya]
Oh, fa la la, fa la la, fa la la
I was born in trouble, in trouble, in trouble
[Ivanushka]
You're my beauty, I love you so much
Give me a kiss, I beg you
[Marusya]
Oh you're so sweet, fa-la-la, fa-la-la, fa-la-la
Spin me in the dance, or else I'll die
[Ivanushka]
My belle, I love you so much
I'll spin you in the dance, fa-la-la-la
 
[Verse 2]
[Marusya]
The duck flies to the heavens of Dvina
The duck flies to the crown stones
The duck flies to the shores of Did
The duck flies to the wolf-father too
The duck flies to the summer gates
The duck flies, the Drake Tsar is there
There where the drake is, the wedding is sweet
There in the north, Rod and Slavitsa
 
[Chorus]
[Marusya]
Oh, fa la la, fa la la, fa la la
I was born in trouble, in trouble, in trouble
[Ivanushka]
You're my beauty, I love you so much
Give me a kiss, I beg you
[Marusya]
Oh you're so sweet, fa-la-la, fa-la-la, fa-la-la
Spin me in the dance, or else I'll die
[Ivanushka]
My belle, I love you so much
I'll spin you in the dance, fa-la-la-la
 
[Marusya] I was born in trouble, in trouble, in trouble
[Ivanushka] You're my beauty, I love you so much
[Marusya] Spin me in the dance, or I'll die
[Ivanushka] I'll spin you in the dance, my dream
[Marusya] Oh, fa la la, fa la la, fa la la
[Ivanushka] I was born in trouble, in trouble, in trouble
[Marusya] No, it's me that was born in trouble
[Ivanushka] I love you so much, so much, so much
[Both] Fa la la
 


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Doctor Faust





Oh, Doctor Faust
Behind you, do you see all these years you've spent wasting your life?
It's time for you to let yourself live life
 

Oh, Doctor Faust
Diving like this into dead languages, that's not life
If you spend time with them, living languages will revive you
 

Oh, Doctor Faust
Science is a well where you drown yourself, if you want my opinion
Descend into the well of pleasure because that's life
 

Oh, Doctor Faust
Leave your Talmudic and astrologic studies behind
Instead, prepare a thesis on my anatomy
 

Oh, Doctor Faust
Throw your books away, forget Latin, smile at live
In my arms, you'll get to know love and life
 

Oh, Doctor Faust
I like your physique, leave physics behind, discover life
Looking together, in physical love, the meaning of life
 

Oh, Doctor Faust
 

Oh, Doctor Faust
I like your physique, leave physics behind, discover life
Looking together, in physical love, the meaning of life
 


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On board of the Aspasia





You traveled in pursuit of your destiny
To white but mournful Switzerland
Always in the deck in a chez-lung downstairs
by the familiar and saddest cause
 

Always restlessly your folks have been prowling around
But you, staring at the wings, were indifferent
You laughed bitterly at what they said because you felt
That you were travelling to the land of death
 

One night when we were passing through Stroboli
You said to some laughing man in a joking tone:
'How my sick body looks as it burns,
to the flaming top of the volcano!'
 

Then I saw you in Marcilia as you were lost
in the noise without turning back
And I who loved only the wet expanse,
I say I could love thee
 


01.02.2025

Gramophonomaniac





In room of miss Janka
winders and curtains tremble
Like in a fury there a gramophone plays
Because miss Janka is a gramophone maniac
From morning to morning constantly plays.
Syrena’s records are still brought by miss Janka,
She puts all of her money in it and continues to sing
 

And I play on gramophone
trali tralalla la, trali
tralalla la
In winter at home, in the summer on the balcony
trali tralalla la, gramophone plays
And nothing worries me,
I have Syrena’s records
When something annoys me - I play on the gramophone
Because when I play on the gramophone
then in gramophone I have my all concerns
 

Neighbours of miss Janka, their wives and lovers declared, not being able to sleep at night:
We have enough of miss Janka,
that gramophone maniac,
the police needs to know about it
But when the officer came, miss Janka says
What to do, man, understand I’m afraid to sleep alone
 

And when I play on the gramophone
trali tralalla la, trali
tralalla la
In winter at home, in the summer on the balcony
trali tralalla la, gramophone plays
And nothing worries me,
I have Syrena’s records
When something annoys me then I play on the gramophone
Because when I play on the gramophone
then in gramophone I have all of my concerns
 

As soon as the strict officer heard it himself and wanted to give advice to the poor maiden
He says to miss Janka, that gramophone maniac
„A pity, I will sleep here”
And since then every night from miss Janka’s room
The bas of officer makes the curtains tremble
 

And I play on gramophone
trali tralalla la, trali
tralalla la
In winter at home, in the summer on the balcony
trali tralalla la, gramophone plays
And nothing worries me,
I have Syrena’s records
When something annoys me - I play on the gramophone
Because when I play on the gramophone
then in gramophone I have my all concerns
 


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01.02.2025

At the End of the Park





When sunset
makes the sky grow pale,
from the window,
I look around me.
 

At the end of the park, I see you
searching for me
like one evening
a year ago.
 

I watch you from afar and
in your hand,
there's
hidden more than one caress.
 

At the end of the park, I see you
running towards me,
of course,
I know it.
 

It's only an impression,
a trick of my heart
that makes me see
all this.
 

Tenderness
is something that
grows deep
in the soul.
 

If I remember
and if only
I think about you:
 

At the end of the park, I see you
searching for me
like one evening
a year ago.
 

I watch you from afar and
in your hand,
there's
hidden more than one caress.
 

At the end of the park, I see you
running towards me
and this time,
I know it.
 

You're no longer an impression,
a trick of my heart,
I've found
you again.
 

(At the end of the park, I see you
searching for me
like one evening
a year ago.)
 

At the end of the park, I see you
searching for me
like one evening
a year ago.
 

At the end of the park, I see you
searching for me...