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Al'fa - Gulyaka
And another translation:
http://russmus.net/song/6158 [russmus.net]
Gulyaka (by Al'fa):
Reveler:
I will not
Delude myself,
A concern has buried itself
Foggily in my heart
Why have I gained the reputation
Of a charlatan?
Why have I gained the reputation
Of a brawler?
I am not a villain
And have not robbed the woods,
Nor shot unfortunates
In dungeons.
I am just
A street rake,
Smiling
At passing faces.
I wear a top hat
Not for women,
In foolish passion
The heart cannot live.
In it, it is more convenient
Having lessened one's sadness,
The gold of barley
To give to a mare.
Among people I
Do not have friendship,
I have become resigned to a different
Kingdom.
To every dog here,
Onto his neck,
I'm ready to give away
My best tie.
I'm a Moscow
Mischievous reveler
Along the whole Tvsersk
District.
In the alleys
Every dog
Recognizes my
Easy gait.
Every hackney
Horse
Nods its head
To me in greeting.
To friends
I am a good pal,
Every rhyme of mine
Heals the animal soul
I'm a Moscow
Mischievous reveler
Along the whole Tvsersk
District.
In the alleys
Every dog
Recognizes my
Easy gait. (x2)
http://russmus.net/song/6158 [russmus.net]
Gulyaka (by Al'fa):
Reveler:
I will not
Delude myself,
A concern has buried itself
Foggily in my heart
Why have I gained the reputation
Of a charlatan?
Why have I gained the reputation
Of a brawler?
I am not a villain
And have not robbed the woods,
Nor shot unfortunates
In dungeons.
I am just
A street rake,
Smiling
At passing faces.
I wear a top hat
Not for women,
In foolish passion
The heart cannot live.
In it, it is more convenient
Having lessened one's sadness,
The gold of barley
To give to a mare.
Among people I
Do not have friendship,
I have become resigned to a different
Kingdom.
To every dog here,
Onto his neck,
I'm ready to give away
My best tie.
I'm a Moscow
Mischievous reveler
Along the whole Tvsersk
District.
In the alleys
Every dog
Recognizes my
Easy gait.
Every hackney
Horse
Nods its head
To me in greeting.
To friends
I am a good pal,
Every rhyme of mine
Heals the animal soul
I'm a Moscow
Mischievous reveler
Along the whole Tvsersk
District.
In the alleys
Every dog
Recognizes my
Easy gait. (x2)
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