Партизан FM, Марыся Меньшикова, Фёдор Скунцев - Горы, мои горы
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Oh, my mountains, my mountains—
Give the command, oh mountains,
That we may stand beneath your peaks.
We have no year to spend here,
No year to linger on;
No mere week to tarry,
But only a single night to pass—
A single night to sleep,
And our light rifles to load.
For we must gallop through the city
Of Astrakhan in the dead of night.
The Voivode of Astrakhan
Saw them and heard the sound;
The Voivode gave the order:
"Load forty cannons!
Load forty cannons,
And fire upon Stenka Razin!"
Stenka Razin made reply:
"Your cannons cannot take me!
Your cannons cannot take me,
Your light rifles cannot pierce me.
If anyone is to take me—
It will be an Astrakhan maiden."

Masha, the Astrakhan girl,
Walked along the riverbank;
She strolled along the shore,
Waving her kerchief—
Waving a kerchief of silk,
Enticing Stenka Razin.
She lured him to her home as a guest,
Seated him at her table,
Then laid him upon her bed—
And went to report to the Voivode.
She bade the soldiers come,
To shackle him in irons.
And so the soldiers came,
And shackled him in irons;
They locked the Ataman away
In an iron cage.
For three days they starved him,
And paraded him through the city streets.
Then Stenka made a plea to them:
"Grant me just a drink of water—
Just one glass to drink,
And one to pour over myself within this cage."
He poured the water over himself inside the cage—
And suddenly found himself upon the Volga!

Oh, my mountains, my mountains—
Give the command, oh mountains,
That we may stand beneath your peaks.
We have no year to spend here...