Lyr Add: Road to Berlin - Doroga na Berlin (Russ)

Subject: Lyr Add: Road to Berlin - Doroga na Berlin (Russ)
From: GUEST,Volgadon
Date: 09 May 08 - 01:42 PM

http://www.sovmusic.ru/download.php?fname=naberlin
Happy Victory Day!
A popular song from 1945, performed by the great Leonid Utyosov (Utesov), the man who brough jazz to Russia.
If anyone has seen the miniseries "The Meeting Place Cannot be Changed", the song is playing during the opening scene. Gives a good feel for the 1945 atmosphere in Moscow.
http://youtube.com/watch?v=LffaaZpw_Wk

Lyrics by E. Dolmatovsky, music by M. Fradkin.


Ìóçûêà: Ì. Ôðàäêèí Ñëîâà: Å. Äîëìàòîâñêèé

Ñ áîåì âçÿëè ìû Îðåë, ãîðîä âåñü ïðîøëè,
È ïîñëåäíåé óëèöû íàçâàíèå ïðî÷ëè,
À íàçâàíèå òàêîå, ïðàâî, ñëîâî áîåâîå:
Áðÿíñêàÿ óëèöà ïî ãîðîäó èäåò -
Çíà÷èò íàì òóäà äîðîãà, çíà÷èò íàì òóäà äîðîãà,
Áðÿíñêàÿ óëèöà íà çàïàä íàñ âåä¸ò.

Ñ áîåì âçÿëè ìû Áðÿíñê, ãîðîä âåñü ïðîøëè,
È ïîñëåäíåé óëèöû íàçâàíèå ïðî÷ëè,
À íàçâàíèå òàêîå, ïðàâî, ñëîâî áîåâîå:
Ìèíñêàÿ óëèöà ïî ãîðîäó èäåò -
Çíà÷èò íàì òóäà äîðîãà, çíà÷èò íàì òóäà äîðîãà,
Ìèíñêàÿ óëèöà íà çàïàä íàñ âåä¸ò.

Ñ áîåì âçÿëè ãîðîä Ìèíñê, ãîðîä âåñü ïðîøëè,
È ïîñëåäíåé óëèöû íàçâàíèå ïðî÷ëè,
À íàçâàíèå òàêîå, ïðàâî, ñëîâî áîåâîå:
Áðåñòñêàÿ óëèöà ïî ãîðîäó èäåò -
Çíà÷èò íàì òóäà äîðîãà, çíà÷èò íàì òóäà äîðîãà,
Áðåñòñêàÿ óëèöà íà çàïàä íàñ âåä¸ò.

Ñ áîåì âçÿëè ãîðîä Áðåñò, ãîðîä âåñü ïðîøëè,
È ïîñëåäíåé óëèöû íàçâàíèå ïðî÷ëè,
À íàçâàíèå òàêîå, ïðàâî, ñëîâî áîåâîå:
Ëþáëèíñêàÿ óëèöà ïî ãîðîäó èäåò -
Çíà÷èò íàì òóäà äîðîãà, çíà÷èò íàì òóäà äîðîãà,
Ëþáëèíñêàÿ óëèöà íà çàïàä íàñ âåä¸ò.

Ñ áîåì âçÿëè ãîðîä Ëþáëèí, ãîðîä âåñü ïðîøëè,
È ïîñëåäíåé óëèöû íàçâàíèå ïðî÷ëè,
À íàçâàíèå òàêîå, ïðàâî, ñëîâî áîåâîå:
Âàðøàâñêàÿ óëèöà ïî ãîðîäó èäåò -
Çíà÷èò íàì òóäà äîðîãà, çíà÷èò íàì òóäà äîðîãà,
Âàðøàâñêàÿ óëèöà íà çàïàä íàñ âåä¸ò.

Ñ áîåì âçÿëè ìû Âàðøàâó, ãîðîä âåñü ïðîøëè,
È ïîñëåäíåé óëèöû íàçâàíèå ïðî÷ëè,
À íàçâàíèå òàêîå, ïðàâî, ñëîâî áîåâîå:
Áåðëèíñêàÿ óëèöà ïî ãîðîäó èäåò!
Çíà÷èò íàì òóäà äîðîãà, çíà÷èò íàì òóäà äîðîãà!

Daroga na Byerlin

Z boyem vzyali my Oryol, gored vyes prashli,
I paslyednyey ulitzy nazvaniye prachli,
A nazvaniye takoye, prava, slova bayevoye:
Bryanskaya ulitza pa goradu idyot -
Znachit nam tuda daroga, znachit nam tuda daroga,
Bryanskaya ulitza na zapad nas vidyot.

S boyem vzyali my Br'yansk, gorod vyes prashli,
I paslyedny ulitzy nazvaniye prachli,
A nazvaniye takoye, prava, slova bayevoye:
Minskaya ulitza pa goradu idyot -
Znachit nam tuda daroga, znachit nam tuda daroga,
Minskaya ulitza na zapad nas vidyot.

S boyem vzyali gorod Minsk, gorod vyes prashli,
I paslyedny ulitzy nazvaniye prachli,
A nazvaniye takoye, prava, slova bayevoye:
Bryestskaya ulitza pa goradu idyot -
Znachit nam tuda daroga, znachit nam tuda daroga,
Bryestskaya ulitza na zapad nas vidyot.

S boyem vzyali gorod Bryest, gorod vyes prashli,
I paslyedny ulitzy nazvaniye prachli,
A nazvaniye takoye, prava, slova bayevoye:
Lyublinskaya ulitza pa goradu idyot -
Znachit nam tuda daroga, znachit nam tuda daroga,
Lyublinskaya ulitza na zapad nas vidyot.

S boyem vzyali gorod Lyublin, gorod vyes prashli,
I paslyedny ulitzy nazvaniye prachli,
A nazvaniye takoye, prava, slova bayevoye:
Varshavskaya ulitza pa goradu idyot -
Znachit nam tuda daroga, znachit nam tuda daroga,
Varshavskaya ulitza na zapad nas vidyot.

S boyem vzyali my Varshavu, gorod vyes prashli,
I paslyedny ulitzy nazvaniye prachli,
A nazvaniye takoye, prava, slova bayevoye:
Byerlinskaya ulitza pa goradu idyot -
Znachit nam tuda daroga, znachit nam tuda daroga,
Byerlinskaya ulitza na zapad nas vidyot.


Road to Berlin

With a fight we took Oryol (Orel), passed through the entire town,
And read the name of the final street,
A name like that, truly something warlike:
Bryansk Street goes along the town -
That means our path lies there, that means our path lies there,
Bryansk street takes us to the west.

With a fight we took Bryansk, passed through the entire town,
And read the name of the final street,
A name like that, truly something warlike:
Minsk Street goes along the town -
That means our path lies there, that means our path lies there,
Minsk street takes us to the west.

With a fight we took Minsk, passed through the entire town,
And read the name of the final street,
A name like that, truly something warlike:
Brest Street goes along the town -
That means our path lies there, that means our path lies there,
Brest street takes us to the west.

With a fight we took Brest, passed through the entire town,
And read the name of the final street,
A name like that, truly something warlike:
Lublin Street goes along the town -
That means our path lies there, that means our path lies there,
Lublin street takes us to the west.

With a fight we took Lublin, passed through the entire town,
And read the name of the final street,
A name like that, truly something warlike:
Warsaw Street goes along the town -
That means our path lies there, that means our path lies there,
Warsaw street takes us to the west.

With a fight we took Warsaw, passed through the entire town,
And read the name of the final street,
A name like that, truly something warlike:
Berlin Street goes along the town -
That means our path lies there, that means our path lies there,
Berlin street takes us to the west.

On the final verse, Utyosov leaves out the 3rd and 4rth lines and sings NA BERLIN!!!! instead of the final line.