Текст песни Хутор Яминский - Ходил гулял Добрынюшка по крутым горам

As we walked walked Dobrynyushka
the steep mountains on the wild steppes between the three roads
between the Petersburg and Moscow third glorious Kiev
he proezzhival he svogo brown horse Belonogov sivogrivogo
yes it goes towards old starushenka
suffice thee drink so walking is not it time for you to go to court
tvogo birthmark is native father long dead no
yes your darling is native Mamenko all grown old
young zhenёnochka all your faithful betrothed
not for the prince she is not so for the master of the drunkard for Popovich
sat firmly Dobrynyushka thoughtful
goes forward on the horse darling storonushku