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Majka budi Radu
03:20
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Majka budi radu,
u debelom ladu;
u debelom ladu.
“Gde su rado ovce?
Ne čuje se zvonce;
ne čuje se zvonce.
što je taka kosa?
što si rado bosa?
što si rado bosa.
Pobegle bi i krave
u debele šikare;
u debele šikare.
—-
Mother wakes up Rado
From a thick sleep.
"Where are the sheep, Rado?
No bell is heard.
Why is your hair disheveled?
Why are you barefoot, Rado?"
The cows too would run away
into thick thickets;
into thick thickets.
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2. |
(reprise)
00:37
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3. |
Oy Letilo Kupailo
03:51
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Ой летіло купайло
Через наше село
Стопвом дим
Плече грім
Іванова голова
Занялося була
Стовпом дим
Плече грім
Через наше село
Та й везли дерево
Та й везли дерево
Стой хлопе, не ходи
На дубове голоби
На Йвана Купала
На вулиці гуляла
Явори, яворонько зелененький!
На Купайлі була
Сорочку забула
Сорочку забула
Стой хлопе, не ходи
На дубове голоби
На Йвана Купала
На вулиці гуляла
Явори, яворонько зелененький!
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Oh, Kupalo flew
through our village.
A pillar of smoke,
Thunder cries.
Ivan’s head
Caught aflame.
Pillar of smoke,
Thunder cries.
Through our village –
Oh, they carried a tree;
Oh they carried a tree.
Stay, lad, do not go!
The doves are on the oak.
On Ivana Kupala (Midsummer Eve),
They made merry in the streets!
Oh green, green sycamore!
She was at “Kupala”
[She] forgot her shirt,
Forgot her shirt.
Stay, lad, do not go!
The doves are on the oak.
On Ivana Kupala (Midsummer Eve)
They made merry in the streets!
Oh green, green sycamore!
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Urodyla Mene Mate
06:15
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My mother gave birth to me on holy Sunday.
She gave me a bitter fate, I cannot do anything –
I will carry this bitter fate to sell at the trade-market.
But no one buys my fate
I'll take the bitter fate from the market to home
Yes, I'll take off this bitter fate, from the shoulders down to the floor.
Oh, stay down you bitter fate, god forbid you stand up
I hope you don’t rise up
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Letila Zozulia
05:25
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Летіла зозуля
Через мою хату
Сіла на калині,
Та й стала кувати
Ой, сіла на калині,
Та й стала кувати
Ой, чого ж, зозуле,
Ой, чого ж ти куєш,
Хіба ж ти, зозуле,
Добро мене чуєш?,
Ой, Хіба ж ти, зозуле,
Добро мене чуєш?,
Ой, Боже ж мой, Боже,
Що ж я наробила,
Козак має жінку,
А я й полюбила.
Ой, козак має жінку,
А я й полюбила.
Козак має жінку,
Ще й діточок двоє,
Ще й діточок двоє,
Чорняві обоє.
Ой, ще й діточок двоє,
Чорняві обоє.
A cuckoo flew over my house, sat on the guelder-rose (viburnum) plant beside it, and began to cry.
O, why, cuckoo – oh, why do you sing? Maybe within me, you sense that there is still something good.
O, God, my God – what have I done? The Kozak [frontier-steppe cowboy] has a wife, and I have come to love him.
The Kozak has a wife, and two children too! And these two children, dark-haired, just like their father.
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Hora Za Horoyu
06:08
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Гора за горою-є, біда за бідою-є,
Дала ж мене мати заміж молодою.
Дала ж мене мати та щей приказала,
Щоб я тай нелюбого весь вік шанувала.
А той же нелюбий не любиж мого роду-є,
Не пускає мене до броду по воду.
Пусти ж мене милий-є до броду по воду-є,
До броду по воду я ж до свого роду.
І сам не піду яй тебе не пущу я,
Бо ти скажеш роду про нашуй незгоду.
Як будуть питати я буду мовчати,
Як сльози поллються то я вийду з хати.
Не питався ж батько, не питалай мати,
Як линули сльози та я вийшла з хати.
Як линули сльози та я вийшла з хати,
Тоді догадались і батько і мати.
—-
Mountain beyond the mountain, misfortune after misfortune, my mother married me off young.
My mother gave me away and told me that I should honor my dear for all of eternity.
But this unloved one did not love my family, he does not allow me to roam the waters.
Allow me, my partner, to roam the waters, to roam the waters to go to my family.
I won’t go myself and I won’t allow you, because you will tell your family about our disagreement.
If they start asking, I will keep silent – if the tears flow, then I will leave the house.
Father did not ask, mother did not ask, when the tears gushed out and I left the house.
When the tears gushed out and I left the house, then my mother and father understood.
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7. |
Oy U Lisi, V Lisi
04:57
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Ой у лісі в лісі церковка стояла
Приcпів: Радуйся! Oй радуйся земле,
Син Божий народився!
А в тії церковці аж троє віконців
А в перше віконце сходить ясне сонце
А в друге віконце сходить ясен місяць
А в третє віконце ангели літають
Ангели літають книги розгортають
Книги розгортають і в книгах читають
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Oh in the forest, in the woods, a small church stood
Refrain: Rejoice! Оh rejoice, Еarth, the Son of God is born!
In that church there are three windows
In the first window the bright sun rises
In the second window the bright moon rises
In the third window angels fly
Angels fly, opening books
They open up books, reading from them
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8. |
Oyfn Pripetshik
04:54
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Oyfn pripetchik brent a fayerl,
un in shtub is heys.
Un der rebe lernt kleyne kinderlekh
Dem alef-beyz.
Refrain:
Zet zhe kinderlekh,
Gedenkt zhe, tayere, vos ir lernt do,
Zogt zhe nokh a mol un take nokh a mol:
"Komets-alef: o!"
Lernt, kinder, mit groys kheyshek,
Azoy zog ikh aykh on,
Ver s'vet gikher fun aykh kenen ivre,
Der bakumt a fon.
Az ir vet, kiderlech, elter vern,
vet ir aleyn farshteyn,
vie'fl in die oysiyos liegn trern
un vie fiel geveyn.
Az ir vet, kinder, dem goles shlepn,
Oysgemutshet zayn,
Zolt ir fun di oysyes koyekh shepn,
Kukt in zey arayn!
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On the hearth, a fire burns,
And in the house it is warm.
And the rabbi is teaching little children,
The alphabet.
[See, children, remember, dear ones, What you learn here;
Repeat and repeat yet again,
"Komets-alef: o!"]
Learn, children, with great enthusiasm. So I instruct you;
He among you who learns Hebrew pronunciation faster –
He will receive a flag.
Learn children, don't be afraid,
Every beginning is hard;
Lucky is the one who has learned Torah - what more does a person need?
When you grow older, children,
You will understand by yourselves, How many tears lie in these letters, And how much lament.
When you, children, will bear the Exile And will be exhausted,
May you derive strength from these letters,
Look in at them!
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Наша мати на базарі була,
Ой, дуб-дубина, на базарі була!
Вона собі кавалєра привела
Ой, дуб-дубина, кавалєра привела!
Щей до його прибиралася
Ой, дуб-дубина, прибиралася вона!
З помийниці й умивалася
Ой, дуб-дубина, й умивалася вона!
У заслянку видивлялася,
Ой, дуб-дубина, видивлялася вона!
Проклятоє зеркало, зовсім невидюще,
Ой, дуб-дубина, невидюще воно!
А я тоє зеркало та й на осколки розоб'ю,
Ой, дуб-дубина, та й на осколки розоб'ю!
А до свого кавальора непопрата я пойду,
Ой, дуб-дубина, непопрата я пойду!
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Our mother was at the market,
Oh, oak, dear oak, it was at the bazaar!
She charmed up a gentleman,
Oh, oak, dear oak, the gentleman was charmed by her!
She was washing up ahead of seeing him,
Oh, oak, dear oak, she was washing up!
From the trough she was washing herself,
Oh, oak, dear oak, she was washing herself!
I could see through the shutter,
Oh, oak, dear oak, she could see it!
Cursed mirror, completely unseeing!
Oh, oak, dear oak, it is quite the faulty mirror!
And I will break that mirror into pieces too,
Oh, oak-club, and I will break it into pieces!
And I will go to my cavalier unwashed,
Oh, oak-club, I will go unwashed!
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10. |
Okro Mch'edelo
05:39
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Okro mch’edelo mch’edelo,
Okro mch’edelo mch’edelo,
Chit’is nali mip’ovnia,
- okro mch’edelo mch’edelo -
Erti bari gamik’ete.
- okro mch’edelo mch’edelo -
Rats rom imas gadarcheba,
Erti tokhi gamik’ete.
Rats rom imas gadarcheba,
Erti tsuli gamik’ete.
Rats rom imas gadarcheba,
Erti dana gamik’ete.
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Goldsmith, goldsmith,
Goldsmith, goldsmith!
I’ve found a bird’s shoe,
-goldsmith, goldsmith,
Make me a shovel!
-goldsmith, goldsmith.
And with what’s left,
Make me a hoe!
And with what’s left,
Make me a spade!
And with what’s left,
Make me a knife!
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Выхожу один я на дорогу;
Сквозь туман кремнистый путь блестит;
Ночь тиха. Пустыня внемлет богу,
И звезда с звездою говорит.
В небесах торжественно и чудно!
Спит земля в сиянье голубом…
Что же мне так больно и так трудно?
Жду ль чего? жалею ли о чём?
Уж не жду от жизни ничего я,
И не жаль мне прошлого ничуть;
Я ищу свободы и покоя!
Я б хотел забыться и заснуть!
Но не тем холодным сном могилы…
Я б желал навеки так заснуть,
Чтоб в груди дремали жизни силы,
Чтоб дыша вздымалась тихо грудь;
Чтоб всю ночь, весь день мой слух лелея,
Про любовь мне сладкий голос пел,
Надо мной чтоб вечно зеленея
Тёмный дуб склонялся и шумел.
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Alone I walk out on the road.
Amidst the fog, the stone path glistens and glows.
The night is still. The desert harkens to God,
And each star speaks amongst its kin.
The sky is grand and wondrous,
And the earth sleeps in azure majesty…
Why is my life so difficult and painful?
What do I wait for? What regrets do I keep?
No longer do I seek anything from life,
And the past no longer stands to give me pause;
All that I seek is freedom and great stillness!
All that I wish for is to sleep and to forget.
But not the cold sleep of the grave…
I’d wish for centuries of rest,
Such that in my chest napped life’s great forces;
such that in breathing, quietly heaved my breast.
Such that all night, all day, I hear and cherish
A sweet quicksilver voice that sings to me of love,
And all above me, stuck forever green,
A tall dark oak stands rustling and bends.
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12. |
Spod Tego Jawora
05:31
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Spod tego jawora woda spływa,
Spod tego jawora woda spływa.
Chodźze się jyj napić,
Kochanecko moja
Bedzies zdrowo.
Nie bedem, Janicku, tyj wody pić,
Nie bedem, Janicku, tyj wody pić.
Ta bystro wodzicka
Mogłaby mi z licka
Krasę zrucić.
—
Under the sycamore tree, water flows.
Come have a drink, my darling – you will be healthy.
I will not drink this water, Jánošík – I will not drink this water.
This vibrant spirit will destroy my thirst.
Drink this water, young girl, and love will arise in you, brave maiden, for a young boy.
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