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Lovingly, kid’s noose I grope
Just for his, of all the heads-
He shall test the strength of threads.
Soon, I’ll finish with my noose.
Insult’s gone when he’ll hang loose.
Vile hound, Snout of swine!
May you bow-like twist your spine!
May you choke on birch bark shoe!
May you fall the black earth through!
What have you brought back for me?
Show me! Patience’s not my trait.
Father Tsar, a moment’s wait!
Bid them first, Your Majesty,
Shut the chamber casement tight,
Draw the shades, keep out the light.
Hey, Boyars! You should make haste
I need day with night replaced, Shadows by the black embraced.
Call the firemen-and fast!
Or for long I will not last!
Hold him still and hold him tight!
Bind the rascal, bind him right.
Get him, catch him, grab a hold!
Quickly, flee from fowl bold!
Oh how lively you do leap
Come enjoy your peaceful keep!
Vanya, friend, I love you so,
Lightened is my heart, you know.
And, in token of my joy,
Be my Royal Groom, my boy!
You won't always prosper so,
Have such foolish luck-oh no!
I'll get you in trouble, yet!
Yes, I will, my little pet!
In some distant German lands,
Ocean flows along the sands.
As it washes foreign shores,
And it's sailed by merchant moors.
Foreign travelers do swear
Of Tsar-Maiden living there.
She's no common maiden, see-
Daughter to the Sun is she,
Moon’s her brother, I had heard.
And the Maiden, goes the word,
Wears a brightly red half-coat
As she sails her golden boat
And she wields a silver oar,
Steers that boat from shore to shore.
On and off the songs she sings
As she plucks the gusli strings.
I'll get you in trouble, yet!
Yes, I will, my little pet!
Get him, get him, get him clean!
Front and back and in between-
Birch twig switch of leafy green.
One, two-water off duck’s back is dripping.
Good health comes from all this whipping!
And will be our Father mild,
Rosy red like tender child
From the waters boiling wild.
One,two-water off duck’s back is dripping.
Good health comes from all this whipping!
Pour more water from the bowls!
Bring more heat with steaming coals!
One, two-water off duck’s back is dripping
Good health comes from all this whipping
Pour more water from the bowls!
Bring more heat with steaming coals!
Tsar, your Vanya gaily said,
Swearing by your Royal Head,
That he knew this birdie-yes-
So he called her, I confess.
And, O Sire, it's also true
That he bragged to catch her too.
Vanya, let me say
I have been informed today.
People talk – it was just now
That for us, as you did vow,
You could get some “birdie” new-
That’s to say, Tsar-Maiden true.
Oh dear father, I’ve been hexed.
By such gossip I’m perplexed.
You can play your crafty game-
I don’t buy it all the same!
Cut the curtsies, just you see
If you don’t, in short weeks three,
Bring to me Tsar-Maiden Fair
To this Chamber- I do swear:
There’ll be tortures, usual dread.
They will rip you shred to shred.
Turn your gaze ahead, at last
See – the ocean spreading vast
There it is, the whole year round,
This Tsar-Maiden can be found.
This God’s world is full of wonder
Look at all the beauty yonder!
In this lovely silky tent
I my loneliness lament
And for no-one my voice sings
As I nod and pluck my strings
Oh you wild winds, don’t howl
Fall asleep, you beast and fowl
Slumber deep in vales and coves,
Mountains steep and oak tree groves
Master! Slumber quickly shirk!
Tis the time to fix our work!
Oh dear Tsar, it’s time to sing!
And Tsar-Maiden he won’t bring.
Serf has played another trick-
Drive him in a coffin thick.
May you perish hound mean!
May you croak in a ravine!
May you fall into a pond,
When you roam the great beyond!
Matchless Maiden – fair are thee!
Do agree my wife to be!
Since I first had glimpsed at you,
Passion boiled and pierced me through.
Oh, your falcon eyes so bright-
Drive away my sleep at night.
And amidst the light of day
Oh, they torture me, their prey.
Utter but one tender word
Конёк-Горбунок Конёк-Горбунок

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