Subject: RE: Lyr Add: Cossack Songs
From:
GUEST,Volgadon
Date: 27 Dec 07 - 01:48 PM
Arguably the most recorded, if not famous, of all Cossack songs. It originated with the Don Cossack Host, but spread to all of them
It's based on an incident in the 1780s when a Nogai Tartar horde, 16 thousand strong, attacked a caravan defended by Ataman Platov, of Napoleonic fame.
There are plenty of variants, here is the most common:
Ëþáî, áðàòöû, ëþáî
Êàê íà ׸ðíûé åðèê, êàê íà ׸ðíûé åðèê
Åõàëè êàçàêè – ñîðîê òûñÿ÷ ëîøàäåé,
È ïîêðûëñÿ áåðåã, è ïîêðûëñÿ áåðåã
Ñîòíÿìè ïîðóáàííûõ, ïîñòðåëÿííûõ ëþäåé.
Ïðèïåâ (äâàæäû):
Ëþáî, áðàòöû, ëþáî, ëþáî, áðàòöû, æèòü,
Ñ íàøèì àòàìàíîì íå ïðèõîäèòñÿ òóæèòü.
À ïåðâàÿ ïóëÿ, à ïåðâàÿ ïóëÿ,
À ïåðâàÿ ïóëÿ óäàðèëà êîíÿ,
À âòîðàÿ ïóëÿ, à âòîðàÿ ïóëÿ,
À âòîðàÿ ïóëÿ-äóðà ðàíèëà ìåíÿ.
Ïðèïåâ
Àòàìàí íàø çíàåò, êîãî âûáèðàåò,
Ãðÿíóëà êîìàíäà, òàé çàáûëè ïðî ìåíÿ.
Èì äîñòàëàñü âîëÿ è êàçà÷üÿ äîëÿ,
Ìíå äîñòàëàñü ïûëüíàÿ ãîðÿ÷àÿ çåìëÿ.
Ïðèïåâ
À æåíà ïîïëà÷åò, âûéäåò çà äðóãîãî,
Çà ìîâî òîâàðèùà, çàáóäåò ïðî ìåíÿ,
Æàëêî òîëüêî âîëþ âî øèðîêîì ïîëå,
Æàëêî ìàòü-ñòàðóøêó äà áóëàíîãî êîíÿ.
Ïðèïåâ
Êóäðè ìîè ðóñûå, î÷è ìîè ñâåòëûå
Òðàâàìè, áóðüÿíîì äà ïîëûíüþ ïîðàñòóò,
Êîñòè ìîè áåëûå, ñåðäöå ìî¸ ñìåëîå
Êîðøóíû äà âîðîíû ïî ñòåïè ðàçíåñóò.
Ïðèïåâ.
Lyubo, Bratsy, Lyubo
Kak na chyorny yerik, kak na chyorny yerik
yekhali kazaki - sorok tysyech loshadyey,
i pokrylsa byereg, i pokrylsa byereg
sotnyami porubanykh, postryelyanykh lyudyey.
Chorus (repeated 2x)
Lyubo, bratsy, lyubo, lyubo, bratsy, zhit,
s nashim atamanom nye prikhoditsa tuzhit.
A pyervaya pulya, a pyervaya pulya,
a pyervaya pulya udarila kanya,
a ftaraya pulya, a ftaraya pulya,
a ftaraya pulya-dura ranila menya.
Chorus.
Ataman nash znayet, kavo vybirayet,
gryanula komanda, tay zabyli pra menya.
im dastalas volya i kazachya dolya,
mnye dastalas pylnaya garyachaya zemlya.
Chorus.
A zhyena paplyachet, vydet za drugova,
za movo tovarisha, zabudyet pra menya,
zhalko tolka volyu va shirokom polye,
zhalko mat-starushku da bulanovo kanya.
Chorus.
Kudri ma'i rusye, ochi ma'i svyetliye
travami, buryanom da polynyu parastut,
kosti ma'i byeliye, syerdtsye mayo smyeloye
korshuny vorony po styepi raznyesut.
Chorus.
It's delightful, brothers, delightful
As to the Black Yerik, as to the Black Yerik
the Cossacks rode - forty thousand horses,
and the bank was covered, and the bank was covered
by hundreds of bodies, slashed, shot.
Chorus (repeated 2x):
It's delightful, brothers, delightful, delightful, brothers, to live.
With our Ataman (Cossack military leader) we'll never find cause to mourn.
But the first shot, the first shot,
the first shot struck my horse,
and the second shot, the second shot,
the second shot, the fool, struck me.
Chorus.
Our Ataman knows whom he picks,
The company struck up, they've forgotten me.
They still have their freedom and and Cossack's share,
I recieved the dusty and warm ground.
Chorus.
My wife will mourn, then she'll marry another,
will marry my mate, will forget about me,
it grieves me to roam the wide plains no more,
it sad for my old mother and pale-horse.
chorus.
My light-brown curls, my pale eyes
will grow the wild grass,
my white bones, my brave heart
will bring the kites and ravens from across the steppes.
chorus.
|
sj
