Blagovest Programme
Spring 2007
I was climbing up the
hill
I was climbing up the hill and got tired …
I was carrying oats in a sieve, it was so heavy…
There is only one oat in your sieve!
How could you get tired, girl?
I’d baked some pancakes and went to a neighbour
but she treated me bad, did not feed me at all.
I pouted my lips and went home.
I came home and scolded my husband:
«You, chicken’s breath, rooster’s sigh».
Oh, my husband beat me, beat me so hard.
He tied me to a thread, spanked me with a straw.
I was ill from that beating for three weeks,
recovered only in the fourth week.
Oh, I ate a pile of hot pancakes, a hundred pies,
a 3-yr-old bull, a cow, goose, pig, a duck on the side.
Look, how can she do that? She is about to burst!
So are you tired? - Oh, I am so tired, tired indeed!!
Packmen
Oy, the crate is full, full with
chintz and brocade,
Come, my sweetie pie, you with the fetching shoulders!
Go out, out into the tall rye! There till night-time I'll
wait,
I'll see my dark-eyed beauty and all my goods I'll divvy-out.
I myself paid no small prices, so don't skimp or bargain:
Bring here your crimson lips, sit nearer to your beloved!
Hazy night has already fallen, a dashing youth awaits...
Listen, it’s her, she comes as promised to peddle her wares.
Katya tenderly barters her goods, afraid to give it all away.
The youth kisses the maiden, proposing to raise the price.
Only the deep night knows how they came to terms,
Straighten now, tall rye, keep their secret sacredly!
When I Leave My House
When I leave my house, I see no sun,
because there are so many beautiful girls.
I am crazy about those young girls.
When I leave my house and look at the village,
I see the girls having fun and I am happy as well.
My dear mother, give me a glass of cold water -
My heart is burning.
I used to walk in a green garden,
I thought I would never leave it.
And now by the evening I can’t sit still,
My legs want to dance.
I will leave the house to see the girls,
I will sing with them in a clear voice,
Oh, I will sing with them in a loud voice.
Mother, can you hear a nightingale singing?
It is people dancing down the hill.
The girls are singing beautifully over there,
So I, good lad, can’t go to sleep, x2
The girls are singing beautifully over there,
So I, good lad, can’t go to sleep, x2
The girls are singing beautifully over there,
So I, good lad, can’t go to sleep, x2
Oh, My Garden
Oh, you, my garden, my dear green garden.
Why do you blossom so early, why do your leaves fall? x2
How far are you going to go, my darling? x2
Young girl, why do you keep quarrelling with me?
A peahen was flying over the blue seas.
She dropped a feather from her wing.
I am not sad about the feather, I am sad for the lad.
Why do you blossom so early, why do your leaves fall? x 2
My Dear Street
My street, my street, my wide street,
Green grass is growing on you.
I will never walk on you, I will never step on your grass. x 2
Ah! Boy, young varmint boy!
Be so kind, don’t sit near me, near me, beautiful young
girl.
Repeat first verse.
There Lives My Sweetheart
My sweetheart lives in a big house,
No one can enter that house.
I know the beauty has a guard by the door,
But nobody will stop me from seeing her.
I will go to her house and drop on my knees,
Let only the night be dark, please.
I’ve got fast horses ready,
Let only the night be dark.
The Bell
The bell is jingling with a dull tone,
the road is stretching ahead,
My coachman is singing a sad song.
So much sadness is there in that far-away song,
That, in my weary heart, a fire started burning.
I remembered different nights
And different forests and fields,
And a tear ran over my long dry eyes.
The bell is jingling dully, echoing slightly afield,
The coachman’s song has ended,
while the road is stretching ahead.
Girls, Come Home!
Oy, all girls, come home, girls, come home.
Oy, come home, come home, come home.
And I, a young girl, am sleeping
Oh, I am sleeping, I am sleeping.
Eh, I am wearing someone else’s coat, x 2
Eh, I will go and change into mine, x 2
Oh, my girlfriends are coming towards me. x 2
Eh, are you okay, girl, are you okay, girl?
Oh, girl, oh, girl, girl, girl.
Eh, I am not feeling well, eh, I am not feeling well,
Eh, I have got a headache, x 4
got a headache from last night’s wine.
Once in the Evening
Once in the evening, late in the evening
Blue doves have flown to Arina’s bridal shower,
With the doves came a handsome young falcon.
Arina was weeping bitterly, waiting for the falcon.
"Come here on my window, sit on the silver pane,
My support, my dear, sweet falcon!"
He flew down on the window, on the lopsided silver pane
His sister recognized him and tells her friend:
"Please my friend, Ivan’s daughter,
hug and cuddle him, my handsome brother…"
"I would love to hug him and cuddle him
but my heart is given to someone else.
My hands are so weak, my fast feet hardly move…….."
Barynya
Barynya, our dear lady!
In the whole house there is no place to lie down
Oh, our lady is ill, she ate too much sugar.
Oh, lady, our dear lady.
An officer used to visit the lady.
He would bring her sweets.
Oh, lady, lady, our dear lady.
Our lady is ill, she eats a loaf of bread at a time.
She drinks a bucket of water and no disease will take her.
Our lady weighs four hundred pounds
and even elephants run away from her.
Oh, lady, our dear sweet lady.
Chesnokov. God’s Guidance
Khristov. In Your Kingdom Remember Us, O Lord
Arkhangelsky. The Creed
Chesnokov. Blessed is the Man
Stepanov. We Sing to You
Chesnokov. Cherubic Hymn
Berezovsky. Don’t Leave Me in My Old Age
Arkhangelsky. Open for Us the Gates of Your Mercy
Bortnyansky. We Praise You
Chesnokov. Bless the Lord, O My Soul
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