DESCRIPTION:
Russian folk song.
1. Iz-za ostrova na stryezhyen',
Na prostor ryechnoy volny,
|: Vyplyvayut raspisnyye,
Ostrogrudyye chyelny. :|

2. Na pyeryednyem Styen'ka Razin,
Obnyavshis' sidit s knyazhnoy,
|: Svad'bu novuyu spravlyayet,
On vyesyolyy i khmyel'noy. :|

3. Pozadi ikh slyshyen ropot:
"Nas na babu promyenyal,
|: Nochku s nyeyu provozilsya,
Sam na utro baboy stal." :|

4. Etot ropot i nasmyeshki
Slyshit groznyy ataman,
|: I on moshchnoyu rukoyu
Obnyal pyersiyanki stan. :|

5. Brovi chyornyye soshlisya,
Nadvigayetsya groza,
|: Buynoy krov'yu nalilisya
Atamanovy glaza. :|

6. "Vsyo otdam, nye pozhalyeyu,
Buynu golovu otdam,"
|: Razdayetsya golos vlastnyy
Po okryestnym byeryegam. :|

7. A ona, potupya ochi,
Ni zhiva i ni myertva,
|: Molcha slushayet khmyel'nyye
Atamanovy slova: :|

8. "Volga, Volga, mat' rodnaya,
Volga, russkaya ryeka!
|: Nye vidala ty podarka
Ot donskogo kazaka!" :|

9. "I chtob nye bylo razdora
Myezhdu vol'nymi lyud'mi,
|: Volga, Volga, mat' rodnaya,
Na --- krasavitsu primi!" :|

10. Moshchnym vzmakhom podymayet
On krasavitsu-knyazhnu,
|: I za bort yeyo brosayet,
V nabyezhavshuyu volnu. :|

11. "Chto-zh vy, chyerti, priunyli?
Ey ty, Fil'ka, shut, plyashi!
|: Gryanyem, brattsy, udaluyu
Na pomin yeyo dushi!" :|

12. Iz-za ostrova na stryezhyen',
Na prostor ryechnoy volny,
|: Vyplyvayut raspisnyye
Styen'ki Razina chyelny.

Tr. Jacob Robbins, 1921
1. From beyond the wooded island
To the river wide and free,
|: Proudly sail the arrow-breasted
Ships of Cossack yeomanry. :|

2. On the first is Stenka Razin
With a princess at his side,
|: Drunken, holds a marriage revel
With his beautiful young bride. :|

3. But behind them rose a whisper,
"He has left his sword to woo;
|: One short night, and Stenka Razin
Has become a woman too!" :|

4. Stenka Razin hears the jeering
Of his discontented band,
|: And the lovely Persian princess
He has circled with his hand. :|

5. His black brows have come together
As the waves of anger rise,
|: And the blood comes rushing swiftly
To his piercing, jet-black eyes. :|

6. "I will give you all you ask for,
Life and heart, and head and hand,"
|: Echo rolls the pealing thunder
Of his voice across the land. :|

7. "Volga, Volga, mother Volga,
Deep and wide beneath the sun,
|: You have never seen a present
From the Cossack of the Don. :|

8. And that peace might rule as always
All my free-born men and brave,
|: Volga, Volga, mother Volga,
Volga, make this girl a grave." :|

9. With a sudden, mighty movement,
Razin lifts the beauty high,
|: And he casts her where the waters
Of the Volga move and sigh. :|

10. Now a silence like the grave sinks
To all those who stand to see,
|: And the battle-hardened Cossacks
Sink to weep on bended knee. :|

11. "Dance, you fool, and men, make merry!
What has got into your eyes?
|: Let us thunder out a chanty
Of a place where beauty lies." :|

12. From beyond the wooded island
To the river wide and free,
|: Proudly sail the arrow-breasted
Ships of Cossack yeomanry. :|