Текст песни Варвара Васильевна Панина Москва, 1905 г. - Коробейники

KOROBEINIKI

Arranged by Shishkin
Libretto: Nikolay Alekseevich Nekrasov

It is not the reed in the rye that sways,
It is not the oak tree that makes noise,
A good step is heard
The peddlers are coming.

Eh, full, full of the box,
There are both chintz and brocade.
Have pity, sweetheart soul,
Well done shoulder.

Go out, go out into the high rye,
I'll wait there until nightfall.
And I envy the black-eyed
I will lay out all the goods.

The dark night knew about that,
How they got along.
Straighten you, high rye,
Keep the secret sacred!