Виталий Каледин - Ах ты, душечка молодой ямщик, Ты к чему рано упиваешься
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Oh, you darling young coachman,
What are you up to early?
You go to a tavern, you stagger yourself,
You go out of the tavern, you wallow yourself,
You make your way near the wall,
Do you grab the rope yourself?
Are you my faith, faith,
Vereya are you mine, pine,
Not itself in the ground became,
Good fellows made you
Good fellows, Okhtensky carpenters,

Good fellows, ship masters,
Ship and galley!
Like a syzago young drake
The feathers themselves did not break, -
The sulfur duck broke them
On a single gray feather.
At the burly good fellow
The curls themselves did not curl, -
Curled him a red maiden
One black hair.
Curling her curls, she cried herself:
“If I knew, young, I knew,
For a century I would sit in the girls!