Текст песни Марина Барешенкова - Не шуми, мати, зеленая дубравушка

Do not make a noise, mother dubrovushka green,
Do not bother me, good fellow, I thought dumate!
What Zautra me, good fellow, go to questioning,
Before the king himself.
Another king will ask me:
"Tell me, tell me detinushka, a peasant's son,
Who did you steal, robbery with whom held,
Yet how many of you fellows? "-
- I'll tell you, our hope Orthodox king,
Vsee tell you the truth, but the whole truth.
What I have four friends:
Even my first friend - a dark night;
A second companion - my damask knife;
And as a third something - then my good horse;
And the fourth - the taut bow:
What razsylschiki my - the Cullens boom.
What is our hope vozgovorit Orthodox king
"Ispolat you detinushka peasant's son,
What could you steal, and was able to keep the answer!
I am for you, detinushka perhaps
Among the high-field mansions -
What if the two pillars with a cross! "

Songbook 1780