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PODREVSKY, K.


Dorogoy dlinnoyu / By the Long Road


Riding on the troika with the tinklers, wow,

And afar were flickering the lights.

I would like, my falcons, to follow you now,

From the sadness clear the soul I might.

 
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With the road long and steep, with the night so light- moonlit,

And with the song, that in the distance rings and flies,

And with that dear old thing, with that seven stringed guitar,

That had tormented me during the nights...

 
So I live without joy and torment,

I remember bygone years and days,

And your all in silver moonlit hands

In the troika, forever flown away...

 
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Days are running, sadness multiplying,

It's so hard for me to forget the past.

Somehow, one day, my darling,

You will take me for a ride, my last.