Текст песни Лидия Русланова - Вниз по Волге-реке

Down the Volga River,
With the lower-Novgorod,
Fused struzhok,
As an arrow flies.

As on the on-chip,
On the curb,
Remove rowers
Forty-two sit.

As one of them,
Good fellow,
Thoughtful,
Prigoryunilsya.

& Quot; Oh, what are you,
Good fellow,
Thoughtful,
Prigoryunilsya? .. & Quot;

& Quot; I thought,
Prigoryunilsya
On a soul,
Red girl.

Oh you, my brothers,
You comrades,
You have rendered me
Faithful service.

Throw-throw me
In the Volga-mother,
I drown in it
Sadness, longing mine.

It would be better to me to be the sea
Utopimomu,
What in the world to live
Unloved & quot ;.