SLEIGH SONG
Russian Folk song with English Translations p 25 # 20

Clear the night, the earth is snow-bound;
Now to yoke my three horse sleigh!
Fly, my hor-ses, at the gal-lop,
To my dea you know the way!
Fly my hor-ses, fly at the gal-lop
To my dear one's house you know the way

O'er the fields and over rivers
Nought can stay our headlong course
All the world we have for highway
Foothold sure for swiftest horse,
All the world we have for our highway
Foothold sure for ev'n the swiftest horse.

Faster yet, my gallant horses
Let your hooves be light as air,
Never halting, never slack'ning
Loose the reins, till we are there,
Never halting, nor any slack'ning
Loose hold the reins till we are there

Youth's the hope for joy and laughter,
And it passes swiftly by;
Seize and hold the flying moment
While the hopes of youth soar high,
Seize and hold the fast flying moments
While the hopes of youthful hearts soar high.