Текст песни Хор Турецкого - Однозвучно гремит колокольчик

Monotonous bell rings
And the road dusts lightly.
And sadly on a level field .
Poured song coachman .

How much sadness in that song sad ,
How many feelings in singing mother ,
What's in my breast hladnoy kiss the ground
Broke the heart of the fire .

And I remembered the night the old
And native fields and woods ,
And his eyes have long since dried
I came running like a spark , a tear .

Monotonous bell rings
And giving himself away slightly
And stopped my coachman , and the road
Before me far away .

And stopped my coachman , and the road
far away in front of me ...