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SIDE I
1. All Throughout The World
All throughout the wide world I wandered,
True love was nowhere to be found.
I have returned to Russia
My heart hears a welcome.
Where are you, my dearest one?
Give my heart a warm caress
Where are you pretty blue eyes
Where is the love that once I knew?
Oh, hear my tender voice
My own, my kindest one
For your pretty blue eyes
The whole wide world shall be yours.
2. The Sun Is Low
The sun is low, the evening is near.
Wind rustles around.
My thoughts of love are deep -
Oh, how I like to know why.
Far away is the native soul.
How I'm yearning to see (her)
And during such a beautiful evening
To be embraced again with her.
Like a fury o'er the fields
Blow wind, blow faster,
Tell about how I suffer
How I am tormented about her.
Beyond the mountains, sun disappeared
The wind has died away.
All the more - I'm suffering
Love is sweet, I can't forget.
3. Farewell My Gypsy Camp
Farewell, my native gypsy camp
Farewell, my gypsy parties
Farewell, farewell, my gypsy sweetheart
God knows when I'll see you again.
You'll come upon a new settlement
And will forget about me.
Farewell, farewell - young girl
Farewell, my lovely one.
If I should stay away forever
Forget me with someone else, sweetheart,
Yes you, gypsy loved a lot
Gypsy, the world is full of love.
Sing louder still you gypsy friends,
Now the time has come to part.
Farewell, farewell young gypsy,
Farewell, to you my gypsy family.
4. Those Festive Eyes
Why have you, festive eyes, disappeared
Have you disappeared, or have I from you.
WWon't those joyful nights return,
And won't life itself bring us together?
Won't those happy moments return,
That sweet feast in the silence of half night,
When I stung you with words of revelation And you lent on my breast.
Clinging to my breast, not realizing yourself
That you were under the influence of my words Softly bending your head
before me
You gave me your first kiss.
It was passionate, gentle and filled with shyness,
But sweet as the very best fragrance
Innocent was your look, both timid and rapturous.
Your whole image was charmingly rich.
5. An Orphan All Around
I have become an orphan all around
You are not with me, my dear one,
With you all the happiness has flown away
And will not return.
Billy went away, he didn't say good-bye.
He left me an orphan,
Evidently he fell in love with another
And he will be happy with her.
Why should I suffer an orphan?
Why waste my golden days?
Wouldn't it be better to be gay And not think about him?
Oh, go for a walk, my dear one
And don't fall in love with anyone
In your years it is dangerous to love
And you will wither like grass.
God will hear my prayer,
And we will see each other again,
We shall again go on Sunday
To stroll with you in the green orchard.
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SIDE II
1. Moscow Nights
Stillness in the grove, not a rustling sound,
Softly shines the moon clear and bright.
Dear, if you could know how I treasure so
This is the most beautiful Moscow night.
Dearest why so sad, why the downcast eyes.
And your lovely head bent so low?
Oh, it's hard to speak and then not to speak
Of the longing my heart does know.
Promise me, my love, as the dawn appears
And the darkness turns into light,
That you'll cherish, dear, through the passing years,
This most beautiful Moscow night.
2. Eloquent Speech
Oh you, my rhetorician
Daring and dashing
Beautiful is your song
But, I don't believe you.
You are singing it
Not the first time,
Already you are calling Your beloved.
Bright and many stars
Are shining in the sky
To many did you promise
Your happiness.
A woman's heart
Is not at rest -
It's full of love -
And waits for expression.
Not to love you,
Did I promise,
I have a handsome fellow
And to love him
Do I promise.
3. At The Smithy
At the smithy the young blacksmiths are forging away
with their sledge-hammers. They strike and smite
and they sing their singsongs. This tells about Dunya, about asking her
to come for a stroll in the forest, and about the new dress she will wear
on Sunday.
4. Boundless Expanse Of The Sea
The sea stretches endless before us
And waves rock the ship to and fro.
My friends, we are on a long journey,
Far from our dear land we must go.
On deck all the sailors are silent,
The stormy waves over us break
The shoreline is gloomy and dismal,
To look at it makes the heart ache.
"I cannot continue my labour,"
One stoker he said to the other.
"My furnace will soon be all burned out,
I can't keep the steam up, my brother."
He stumbled on deck in a stupor,
His eyes rolled-he saw not at all.
Then came for an instant a bright flash,
And down on the deck he did fall.
Next morning his friends bade him farewell,
The sailors who knew this poor stoker,
And buried him in the wide ocean
Together with his rusty poker.
In vain does his mother await him;
She'll know soon enough, never fear.
From stern to the stern the cruel waves rush on
And gradually disappear.
5. Roses Of Remeberance
I look at life roses and remeber
Your promises of days gone by,
It was spring, a quiet evening,
A nightingale sang softly in orchard.
You told me: "I have brought three roses,
One - my love is pure
The other I will forever be loyal
And never reject my love for you.
When the time of parting draws near
The third rose will repeat to you
It will say - my beloved
That forever will I love you."
Yes, you brought me these roses
And put them into my hands, saying:
"For eternal memory from a friend,
Until destiny separates us."
Spring has passed, the roses have withered
But the gentle fragrance seems to say
As though a piece of news from a friend -
"I will always love you."
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