Nơi yêu cầu lời các bài hát tiếng Nga.....

[Oleola]

Lập cái topic nì cho bà con tha hồ yêu cầu lời bài hát, góp ý, thắc mắc... ( topic trước Oleola ko thể đánh dấu cho chủ đề đc, hỏi admin cũng ko biết nên đành tốn công copy để lập cái khác vậy, bài nào bị mất mong các bạn thông cảm nhé!!!)


Hôm trước ở TT Văn Hóa Nga có một em ko biết từ trườg nào, hát bài này rất hay....mình hâm mộ wa trời luôn :d

Россия - Родина моя

Когда иду я Подмосковьем,
Kogda idu ya Podmaskovem,
Где пахнет мятою трава,
Gze pakhnhiot miatoiu trava,
Природа шепчет мне с любовью
Priroda sepchiot mnhe s liuboviu
Свои заветные слова.
Sva-i zavetnuie slava.
Вдали рассветная полоска
Vdali rassvetnaia paloska
Осенним пламенем горит.
Osenhim plamenhem gorit.
Моя знакомая березка
Maya znakomaya berioza
Мне тихо, тихо говорит.
Mnhe chikho,chikho govarit.

Россия, Россия,
Rassia,Rassia,
Родные, вольные края.
Rodnie,volnuie kraya.
Россия, Россия,
Rassia,Rassia,
Россия - Родина моя!
Rassia-Rodina maya!
Россия, Россия,
Rassia,Rassia,
Россия - Родина моя!
Rassia-Rodina maya!

Когда порой плыву по Волге
Kogda paroi pliuvu po Bolge
И чайка вьется за кормой,
I chaka viotsia za kormoi,
Гляжу, гляжу на берег долго -
Gliazu,glyazu na bereg dolgo-
Не расстается он со мной.
Nhe rasstaiotsia on sa-mnoi.
Машу приветливо рукою,
Masu privietlivo rukoiu,
А берег рядышком идет,
A bereg riaduiskom idiot,
И кто-то поздно над рекою
I kto-to pozdno nad rekuiu
Раздольным голосом поет.
Razdolnuim golosom paiot.

Россия, Россия,
Родные, вольные края.
Россия, Россия,
Россия - Родина моя!
Россия, Россия,
Россия - Родина моя!

Когда меня московский поезд
Kogda menhiya maskovski poezd
Уносит в дальние места,
Unosit v dalnhie mesta,
Хлеба мне кланяются в пояс.
Khleba mnhe klanhyaiutsia v poias.
Мигает ранняя звезда.
Migaet rannhaiya zviozda.
На голос Родины я вышел.
Na golos Rodinui ya vuisel.
Как ты, Россия, хороша!
Kak tui,Rassia,kharasa!
Смотрю вокруг и сердцем слышу -
Smotriu vkrug i serdsem sluisu-
Поет, поет, моя душа.
Poiot,poiot,moya dusa.

Россия, Россия,
Родные, вольные края.
Россия, Россия,
Россия - Родина моя!
Россия, Россия,
Россия - Родина моя!


post nguyên bài của Nina:
Có ai có mp3 bài hát "Ты скажи, Волга-матушка" lời của Рублев П., nhạc - Пономаренко không? Nina chỉ tìm thấy lời, còn ở VN chỉ toàn nghe thấy nhạc bài này không lời ở các buổi văn nghệ của Hội Hữu nghị không à.

Lời của nó thì thế này

http://www.karaoke.ru/song/704.htm

"Ты скажи, Волга-матушка"
--------------------------------------------------------------------------------
Автор текста ( слова ) - Рублев П., композитор ( музыка ) - Пономаренко Г.

Ты скажи, скажи, Волга-матушка,
Из каких глубин начинаешься,
Полноводная, величавая,
Где в красу свою наряжаешься.
Полноводная, величавая,
Где в красу свою наряжаешься.

Выйду солнышком к берегам твоим,
Загляну в волну говорливую,
Запоёт душа песню звонкую,
Песню звонкую, песнь счастливую.

Про твои луга, про твои леса,
Что вспоила ты нам на счастие,
Волга вольная, я люблю тебя
И в погожий день, и в ненастие.
Ты скажи, скажи, Волга-матушка,
Из каких глубин начинаешься,
Полноводная, величавая,
Где в красу свою наряжаешься.
Полноводная, величавая,
Где в красу свою наряжаешься.


Còn hai bạn Ha` An và Chelsea yêu cầu lời tiếng Nga bài hát: Tia sang sau cửa sổ nhà em và Khúc ca ban chiều Oleola vẫn đang seach ...hi vọng sớm giúp đc mọi ng`.
Thân!

[Oleola]

Nhiều bạn trong box mình yêu cầu lời bài hát "Moscow ngày về chiến thắng"
---> nó đây ne`:

Москва
Музыка и слова: Газманов Олег

Через войны, пожары, века
Звон малиновый в небо летит.
Слышен звон этот издалека,
Это сердце России звенит.
В ярком злате святых куполов
Гордо множится солнечный лик.
С возвращеньем двуглавых орлов.
Продолжается русский язык.
Москва- звонят колокола.
Москва- златые купола.
Москва- по золоту веков
Проходит летопись времен.
По ладоням твоих площадей
Проходили колонны бойцов.
Погибая во имя детей,
Шли в бессмертье во славу отцов.
Красной площади жить без конца!
Сталь московских парадов крепка.
Если будет столица стоять.
Не иссякнет России река.
Москва- звонят колокола.
Москва- златые купола.
Москва- по золоту веков
Проходит летопись времен.
Москва- звонят колокола.
Москва- златые купола.
Москва- по золоту веков
Проходит летопись времен.
Я смотрю с Воробьевых высот
На ночное созвездье огней.
Пусть Москве уже за восемьсот,
Мы вовек не состаримся с ней.
На проспекты прольется весна,
Озорные нагрянут грачи.
И столице опять не до сна.
С днем рожденья, мои москвичи!
Москва- звонят колокола.
Москва- златые купола.
Москва- по золоту веков
Проходит летопись времен.
Москва- звонят колокола.
Москва- златые купола.
Москва- по золоту веков
Проходит летопись времен.
Москва!

[Oleola]

Chelsea2005 lap topic tim Loi Viet bai hat quoc ca Lien Xo va Quoc Ca Nga. Oleola cho vao day cho gon.

Gửi: 06-Jun-2005 7:47 pm Tiêu đề: Cho mình xin lời Việt bài Quốc ca Liên Xô và QC Nga

________________________________________
Có ai có lời Việt của các bài Quốc ca Liên Xô (bản 1943 và bản 1977) và Quốc ca Nga hiện nay hay không ? Post lên đây cho mình xin với . Cám ơn các bạn .
.
-----------------
Rocketru viet:
Gửi: 08-Jun-2005 5:06 pm
Theo mình biết thì hiện giờ chưa có bản dịch nào cho 2 bài này cả.
Nhân đây mình cũng mong muốn các bạn nào (biết Tiếng Nga càng tốt) "hảo tâm" hãy thử viết lời Tiếng Việt cho các bài trên nhé. Cám ơn !!!

--------------
Ha An Viet
Gửi: 14-Jun-2005 12:26 pm
Tôi sẽ thử xem, mong các bạn chúc tôi thành công!


---------------------
Chelsea 2005
Gửi: 14-Jun-2005 4:41 pm
________________________________________
Ha An viết:
Tôi sẽ thử xem, mong các bạn chúc tôi thành công!

-->Chúc bạn Ha An thành công .

[Oleola]

Đây là một trang web mà các bạn có thể nghe online đc rất nhiều các bài hát Nga

http://russia-in-us.com/Music/Collections/Ofman/russianestrada/


Còn những trang này có thể nghe và download miễn phí:

http://www.qsound.ru/
http://www.3mp3.ru/
http://www.allofmp3.com/
http://rmp.ru/
http://mp3s.deejaymusic.net/
http://www.midi.ru/
.....

Muốn down nhạc Nga trong trang này đòi hỏi bạn phải đăng kí một acout và phần đăng kí thường là tiếng Nga (cũng có đăng kí bằng tiếng Anh).
Chúc các nghe đc những bài mà mình thích.....

[danngoc]

"On June, 22th, exactly at 4:00 at the morning"

It is a popular Soviet WWII-time song.

"On June, 22nd, at 4:00 o'clock sharp at the morning"

(Translated by Andrey)

On June, 22nd
At 4:00 o'clock sharp at the morning
Kiev was bombed, we were informed,
The war has begun

The war began at dawn
For killing more people.
Parents were sleeping, their children were sleeping
When the Germans began to bomb Kiev.

The huge avalanches of enemies were coming
And it was no forces there to hold them,
When they came on the lands of dear Ukraine
They began to kill people.

All Ukrainian people arose
For dear Ukrainian Fatherland.
All men were going into action
Firing their house and plant. [As in original text, not plural, but singular]

Many shells and many mines were exploding,
Many tanks were thundering by an armor,
Red falcons [1] were twirling in the sky
And were rushing in West like arrows.

A severe winter began,
Enemies were close to Moscow,
Many guns were firing, many mines were exploding,
Tearing the Germans in pieces.

The battle for the capital finished
The Germans took to their heels -
They abandoned many tanks, they abandoned many mines
They left some thousands soldiers.

Remember, Hanses and Fritzes [2],
The time will come soon, it will be time
When we beat your lousy nape
And you will remember us.

Remarks of Andrey:
[1] “Red falcons” means “Soviet fighter-planes” here
[2] "Hans" and "Fritz" –are Russian common names of Germans, like Germans called all Russians as "Ivan".



"Dvadtsat' vtorogo iiunia, rovno v chetyre chasa"

Dvadtsat' vtorogo iiunia,
Rovno v chetyre chasa
Kiev bombili, nam ob'iavili,
Chto nachalasia voina.

Voina nachalas' na rassvete,
Chtob bol'she narodu ubit'.
Spali roditeli, spali ikh deti,
Kogda stali Kiev bombit'.

Vragov shli bol'shie laviny,
Ikh ne bylo sil uderzhat',
Kak v zemli vstupili rodnoi Ukrainy,
To stali liudei ubivat'.

Za zemliu rodnoi Bat'kivshchiny
Podnialsia ukrainskii narod.
Na boi ukhodili vse-vse muzhchiny,
Szhigaia svoi dom i zavod.

Rvalisia snariady i miny,
Tanki gremeli bronioi,
Iastreby krasny v nebe kruzhili,
Mchalis' na zapad streloi.

Nachalasia zimniaia stuzha,
Byli vragi u Moskvy,
Pushki palili, miny rvalisia,
Nemtsev terzaia v kuski.

Konchilsia boi za stolitsu,
Brosilis' nemtsy bezhat' -
Brosili tanki, brosili miny,
Neskol'ko tysiach soldat.

Pomnite Gansy i Fritsy -
Skoro nastanet tot chas,
My vam nacheshem vshivyi zatylok,
Budete pomnit' vy nas.

1941

Ca sĩ vô danh

[danngoc]

"On the hills of Manchuria"

This sad waltz was made in 1906, after the end of the Russian-Japanese war.

This waltz immediately became very popular and it became even more popular after the beginning of WWI.

It is a very famous song in Russia.

"On the hills of Manchuria"

(Translated by Andrey)

Silence is around,
Hills are covered by darkness,
Here the moon shined for a moment from behind clouds,
Graves are keeping rest.

Crosses show up white,
Heroes are sleeping here.
The shadows of past are whirling around again,
And are speaking about the victims of the combats which were here.

Silence is around,
A wind took away a fog,
Warriors are sleeping on the Manchurian hills
And aren't hear Russian tears.

A darling mother is crying, is crying,
A young wife is crying.
One and all are crying
And are cursing their fate and destiny.

Let kaoliang [1]
Will call up dreams to you,
Soldiers of the Russian land, be asleep,
Sons of the dear Fatherland.

You died for Russia,
You died for the Fatherland,
Believe us, we shall take revenge for you
And will make a glorious funeral feast

And will make a glorious funeral feast

1906

Remarks of Andrey:
[1] "kaoliang" is a Chinese high steppe grass


"Na sopkakh Man'chzhurii"

Tikho vokrug,
Sopki pokryty mgloi,
Vot iz-za tuch blesnula luna,
Mogily khraniat pokoi.

Beleiut kresty,
Eto geroi spiat,
Proshlogo teni kruzhatsia vnov',
O zhertvakh boiov tverdiat.

Tikho vokrug,
Veter tuman unes,
Na sopkakh Man'chzhurskikh voiny spiat,
I russkikh ne slyshat slez.

Plachet, plachet mat' rodnaia,
Plachet molodaia zhena,
Plachut vse, kak odin chelovek,
Svoi rok i sud'bu kliania.

Pust' gaolian
Vam navevaet sny,
Spite geroi russkoi zemli,
Otchizny rodnoi syny.

Vy pali za Rus',
Pogibli za Otchiznu,
Pover'te, my za Vas otomstim
I spravim my slavnuiu triznu.

I spravim my slavnuiu triznu.

1906

[danngoc]

"Victory Day"

It is a very famous after-war song. This song is the symbol of that Victory. Every year on May, 9th this song is singed on the TV, the radio and so on.

It is impossible to imagine Victory Day holiday without this song, it is impossible to imagine holiday military parade without this song.

There are the images which are related with this song - a huge holiday salute; happy smiling faces; trains with the soldiers, who are returning at home and who are decorated by flowers; crying women who are meeting and embracing with their husbands, fathers, brothers...

And it is soldier's popular march song. Modern Russian soldiers often sing this song when they are marching.

"Victory Day"

(Translated by Andrey)

Victory Day, what far it was from us sometime!
It was like the small light which wasted away in an extinct bonfire,
We remember long roads, and these roads were charred and dusty, -
We were making everything what was possible for the approaching of this day.

Refrain:
Oh, this Victory Day,
It smells of gunpowder,
It is the holiday
With a grey hair in temples.
It is gladness
With tears in eyes.
Victory Day!
Victory Day!
Victory Day!

For the every night and day our Motherland [1]
Didn't close eyes nearly open-hearth furnaces,
For the every night and day we had harsh battle -
We were making everything, what was possible, for the approaching of this day.

Repeat refrain.

Hello, Mama, not everyone returned...
And I want to run barefoot over the dew on grass.
We went on foot a half of Europe, we went on foots a half of the Earth, -
We were making everything, what was possible, for the approaching of this day.

Repeat refrain.

Remarks of Andrey:
[1] "Motherland" means "our people" here


"Den' Pobedy"


Den' Pobedy, kak on byl ot nas daliok,
Kak v kostre potukhshem taial ugoliok.
Byli viorsty, obgorelye, v pyli, -
Etot den' my priblizhali, kak mogli.

Pripev:
Etot Den' Pobedy
Porokhom propakh,
Eto prazdnik
S sedinoiu na viskakh.
Eto radost'
So slezami na glazakh.
Den' Pobedy!
Den' Pobedy!
Den' Pobedy!

Dni i nochi u martenovskikh pechei
Ne smykala nasha Rodina ochei,
Dni i nochi bitvu trudnuiu veli -
Etot den' my priblizhali, kak mogli.

Pripev.

Zdravstvui, mama, vozvratilis' my ne vse...
Bosikom by probezhat'sia po rose!
Pol-Evropy, proshagali, pol-Zemli, -
Etot den' my priblizhali, kak mogli.

Pripev.

[danngoc]

"March of Soviet tankmen"

It is a very good popular pre-war song.

I like very much music and words.

"March of Soviet tankmen"

(Translated by Andrey)

The armor [of our tanks] is firm and our tanks are fast
And our men have much courage
Soviet tankmen are ready for action -
Sons of their Great Motherland.

Refrain:
Thundering by a fire, sparkling with some glint of steel,
The tanks will begin a harsh campaign
When Comrade Stalin will send us in a battle
And Voroshilov [1] will lead us in this battle!

We are able to protect the labor of plants and the labor of tillages,
We are able to defend our country
With the shock force of our gun turrets,
With the quickness and with the rush of a fire.

Repeat refrain.

Let enemy, who is making an ambush, will remember
That we are on an alert, we are watching for an enemy.
We want not a single inch of an alien land
But we shall not give away even vershok [2] of our territory.

Repeat refrain.

And if a hardened enemy will climb up at us
He will be beaten always and everywhere!
In this case our tank drivers will press starters
And the tanks will go across forests, hills, water...

End of 30th years

Repeat refrain.

Remarks of Andrey:
[1] Marshal Voroshilov was the People Commissar (Minister) of the Defense of USSR in the end of 30th years.
[2] “vershok” is ancient Russian measure of length, 1 vershok is equal to 1.75 inches


"Marsh Sovetskikh tankistov"

Bronia krepka, i tanki nashi bystry,
I nashi liudi muzhestva polny:
V stroiu stoiat sovetskie tankisty -
Svoei velikoi Rodiny syny.

Pripev:
Gremia ognem, sverkaia bleskom stali,
Poidut mashiny v iarostnyi pokhod,
Kogda nas v boi poshliot tovarishch Stalin,
I Voroshilov v boi nas povedet!

Zavodov trud i trud kolkhoznykh pashen
My zashchitim, stranu svoiu khrania,
Udarnoi siloi orudiinykh bashen
I bystrotoi, i natiskom ognia.

Pripev.

Pust' pomnit vrag, ukryvshiisia v zasade,
My nacheku, my za vragom sledim.
Chuzhoi zemli my ne khotim ni piadi,
No i svoei vershka ne otdadim.

Pripev.

A esli k nam polezet vrag matioryi,
On budet bit povsiudu i vezde!
Togda nazhmut voditeli startiory,
I po lesam, po sopkam, po vode....

Pripev.

Konets 30-kh godov

[danngoc]

"My beloved"

It is soldier's Soviet WWII-time song, it was very popular in frontline troops.

"My beloved"

(Translated by Andrey)

I was going in a campaign
In harsh lands in that time
And you stood nearly gate and waved by you hand,
My beloved girl.
And you stood nearly gate and waved by you hand,
My beloved girl.

The brave 2nd Rifle Platoon
Is my family now.
It sends greetings to you,
My beloved girl.

If you want that all my dreams will realized
In marches and in combats,
So smile me from a far away,
My beloved girl.
So smile me from a far away,
My beloved girl.

I carry your photo
In my small pocket
So it means that we are always together with you,
My beloved girl.
So it means that we are always together with you,
My beloved girl.

1941


"Moia liubimaia"

Ia ukhodil togda v pokhod
V surovye kraia,
Rukoi vzmakhnula u vorot
Liubimaia moia.
Rukoi vzmakhnula u vorot
Liubimaia moia.

Vtoroi strelkovyi khrabryi vzvod
Teper' sem'ia moia,
Poklon-privet tebe on shliot,
Liubimaia moia.

Chtob vse mechty moi sbylis'
V pokhodakh i boiakh,
Izdaleka mne ulybnis',
Moia liubimaia.
Izdaleka mne ulybnis',
Moia liubimaia.

V karmane malen'kom moiom
Est' kartochka tvoia,
Tak, znachit, my vsegda vdvoiom,
Liubimaia moia.
Tak, znachit, my vsegda vdvoiom,
Liubimaia moia.

Tak, znachit, my vsegda vdvoiom,
Liubimaia moia.

1941

[danngoc]

"Aliosha"

Aliosha is a tender version of the name Alexey.

It is a sad after-war song.

It is about the monument to a Soviet warrior-liberator in Bulgaria. Bulgarians gives the name Aliosha to the soldier which is showed in this monument.

"Aliosha"

(Translated by Andrey)

If there is newly-fallen snow in fields,
Newly-fallen snow, newly-fallen snow
If there is newly-fallen snow in fields,
And if loud heavy showers are noisy,
Aliosha is standing over an mountain,
Aliosha, Aliosha,
Aliosha, a Russian soldier in Bulgaria,
Is standing over an mountain.

And it is bitterly as usually for a heart,
It is bitterly as usually,
And it is bitterly as usually for a heart,
That after a leaden blizzard [1]
His soldier's blouse is made from stone,
His soldier's blouse,
His soldier's blouse is made from stone
And his boots are made from stone also.

A great deal of unknown guys lay under this load,
Under this load,
A great deal of unknown guys lay under this load,
Under this load,
But fact that this one is Aliosha,
Aliosha, Alyosha,
But fact that this one is Aliosha
Is known to all Bulgaria.

He will never go down from a height
To valleys which are filled by rest,
Are filled by rest,
To valleys which are filled by rest.
He doesn't give flowers to girls,
To girls, to girls,
He doesn't give flowers to girls,
They give flowers him...

If there is newly-fallen snow in fields,
Newly-fallen snow, newly-fallen snow
If there is newly-fallen snow in fields,
And if loud heavy showers are noisy,
Aliosha is standing over an mountain,
Aliosha, Aliosha,
Aliosha, a Russian soldier in Bulgaria,
Is standing over an mountain.

Remarks of Andrey:
[1] "leaden blizzard" means "the flow of many flying leaden bullets" here.

"Aliosha"

Beleet li v pole porosha,
Porosha, porosha,
Beleet li v pole porosha,
Il' gulkie livni shumiat,
Stoit nad goroiu Aliosha,
Aliosha, Aliosha,
Stoit nad goroiu Aliosha,
V Bolgarii russkii soldat.

A serdtsu po-prezhnemu gor'ko,
Po-prezhnemu gor'ko,
A serdtsu po-prezhnemu gor'ko,
Chto posle svintsovoi purgi
Iz kamnia ego gimnasterka,
Ego gimnasterka,
Iz kamnia ego gimnasterka,
Iz kamnia ego sapogi.

Nemalo pod strashnoiu noshei,
Pod strashnoiu noshei,
Nemalo pod strashnoiu noshei
Leglo bezymiannykh parnei.
No to, chto vot etot - Aliosha,
Aliosha, Aliosha,
No to, chto vot etot - Aliosha,
Izvestno Bolgarii vsei.

K dolinam pokoem ob'iatym,
Pokoem ob'iatym,
K dolinam pokoem ob'iatym,
Emu ne soiti s vysoty.
Tsvetov on ne darit devchatam,
Devchatam, devchatam,
Tsvetov on ne darit devchatam,
Oni emu dariat tsvety...

Beleet li v pole porosha,
Porosha, porosha,
Beleet li v pole porosha,
Il' gulkie livni shumiat,
Stoit nad goroiu Aliosha,
Aliosha, Aliosha,
Stoit nad goroiu Aliosha,
V Bolgarii russkii soldat.

[danngoc]

Waltz " The Amur's waves"

It is a well-known great Russian waltz, it is an excellent music.

The Amur is the river in the Russian Far East, on the border with China. The waltz was made in 1903-1905 during the Russian-Japanese war.

"The Amur's waves"

(Translated by Andrey)

The Amur carries fluently its waves,
And a Siberian wind sings songs for them.
Taiga makes a noise quietly over the Amur,
Dross wave is going, the dross wave is splashing,
It is stately and free.

A sailor sings a song in the Amur,
In the place where the crimson sun rises.
The song flies over the wide river,
The song is spreading widely, the song is spreading widely,
And it is heard far away.

Waves of the Amur are nice; they are full of beauty and force,
The waves are glistening like silver, the waves are glistening like silver,
They are proud by the Russian glory.
The waves, which are full of force, are splashing, are splashing and are rushing to a sea,
The waves are glistening like silver, the waves are glistening like silver,
They are proud by the glory of the Motherland.

A wave of the Amur is nice; there is the impression of much freedom in the view of the wave.
The wave knows that we protect its rest.
The banks of the river are calm, there is the gold taiga on them,
The wave is breathing by its wonderful beauty.

The grey-haired Amur is stately, we protect its rest.
Ships are moving ahead, waves are running and running.
The grey-haired Amur is stately, we protect its rest.
Ships are moving ahead, waves are running and running.

...

The wind sings songs.
The taiga makes a noise quietly over the Amur
Dross wave is going, the dross wave is splashing,
It is stately and free.

1903-1905

"Amurskie volny"

Plavno Amur svoi volny nesiot,
Veter sibirskii im pesni poiot.
Tikho shumit nad Amurom taiga,
Khodit pennaia volna, pennaia volna pleshchet,
Velichava i vol'na.

Tam, gde bagrianoe solntse vstaiot,
Pesniu matros na Amure poiot.
Pesnia letit nad shirokoi rekoi,
L'iotsia pesnia shiroko, pesnia shiroko l'iotsia,
I nesiotsia daleko.

Krasoty i sily polny, khoroshi Amura volny.
Serebriatsia volny, serebriatsia volny,
Slavoi russkoiu gordy.
Pleshchut, pleshchut, siloi polny, i stremiatsia k moriu volny,
Serebriatsia volny, serebriatsia volny,
Slavoi Rodiny gordy.

Krasiva Amura volna, i vol'nost'iu dyshit ona.
Znaet volna - steregut eio pokoi.
Spokoiny reki berega, na nikh zolotaia taiga,
Dyshit volna eio chudnoi krasotoi.

Velichav Amur sedoi, berezhiom ego pokoi.
Korabli vperiod idut, volny begut i begut.
Velichav Amur sedoi, berezhiom ego pokoi.
Korabli vperiod idut, volny begut i begut.

...

Veter pesni poiot.
Tomno shumit nad Amurom taiga,
Khodit pennaia volna, pennaia volna pleshchet,
Velichava i vol'na.


1903-1905

[danngoc]

"Ballade about soldier"

It is a very good after-war song about Soviet soldiers of WWII.

"Ballade about soldier"

(Translated by Andrey)

A soldier was going
Through a field, along the steep bank of a river,
By peasant’s houses;
He was dressed in the grey greatcoat of a private.
The soldier went, surmounting all obstacles;
The soldier went, losing his friends.
And it was often
That he went without a halt;
But the soldier went forward.

He went at the stormy nights,
He went during a rain and a hail.
The soldier singed a song
Together with his combat friends.
The soldier was singing, swallowing tears;
He was singing about Russian birches,
About his beloved girl’s hazel eyes,
About the paternal home.
The soldier singed on a way.

It looked like his sub-machine gun
Adhered to his shoulder.
The soldier fought and won
Damned enemies everywhere.
The soldier fought and won them nearly Smolensk,
The soldier fought and won them nearly the settlement N. [1]
The soldier fought and won enemies,
Not counting the amount of the bullets which he shot.
The soldier fought and won enemies without rest.

The soldier was going
Through a field, along the steep bank of a river,
By peasant’s houses,
He was dressed in the grey greatcoat of a private.
The soldier went because he was a servant of the Fatherland.
The soldier went in the name of a life.
He went, saving the World,
Protecting the peace.
The soldier went forward!

He went, saving the World,
Protecting the peace.
The soldier went forward!

Remarks of Andrey:
[1] “N.” – The military censorship often removed real names of settlements, units, soldiers and officers by name “N” during the war. So, for an example, it was possible to hear on radio the following message: “The glorious soldiers of Colonel N’s N-th Guards Division liberated the village Olkhovatka. Sergeant N. personally shot 25 Fascists.”


"Ballada o soldate"

Polem, vdol' berega krutogo,
Mimo khat
V seroi shineli riadovogo
Shiol soldat.
Shiol soldat, pregrad ne znaia,
Shiol soldat, druzei teriaia,
Chasto, byvalo,
Shiol bez privala,
Shiol vperiod soldat.

Shiol on nochami grozovymi,
V dozhd' i v grad.
Pesniu s druz'iami frontovymi
Pel soldat.
Pel soldat, glotaia slezy,
Pel pro russkie beriozy,
Pro kari ochi,
Pro dom svoi otchii,
Pel v puti soldat.

Slovno priros k plechu soldata
Avtomat.
Vsiudu vragov svoikh zakliatykh
Bil soldat.
Bil soldat ikh pod Smolenskom,
Bil soldat v posiolke N-skom,
Pul' ne schitaia,
Glaz ne smykaia,
Bil vragov soldat.

Polem, vdol' berega krutogo,
Mimo khat
V seroi shineli riadovogo
Shiol soldat.
Shiol soldat, sluga Otchizny,
Shiol soldat vo imia zhizni,
Zemliu spasaia,
Mir zashchishchaia,
Shiol vperiod soldat!

Zemliu spasaia,
Mir zashchishchaia,
Shiol vperiod soldat!

[danngoc]

- an unknown singer – 3901 Kb
http://download.sovmusic.ru/m/2maxima.mp3
- Georgii Vinogradov (the record of 1943) – 1294 Kb
http://retro.samnet.ru/music/phono/...dva_maksima.mp3

"Two Maxims"

It is soldiers' Soviet WWII-time song.

Some remarks.

"Maxim" is
1. man's Russian name
2. name of the famous heavy machine gun which was main heavy machine gun of Russian Army in WWI and stayed main machine gun of Red Army up to the second half of Great Patriotic War (GPW).

The heavy machine gun "Maxim" was the version of US "Maxim" machine gun which was modified in Russia, it was produced from 1915. It was a very famous weapon; it is one of the symbols of Civil War and GPW.

"Two Maxims"

(Translated by Andrey)

Birches were noisy on the state border
Where we must to fight now.
And two namesakes served and were friends here,
Both they had name Maxim.

One of them was a sensible machine gunner,
Meet with Maxim.
And the second one was the heavy machine gun
Which had name "Maxim" also.

They were connected closely with old friendship,
They took part in many harsh combats.
Both the namesakes-Maxims,
Were a close inseparable pair.

The machine gunner points the machine gun very exactly,
And the "Maxim" hits enemy like a lightning
"Yes, Yes, Yes," the machine gunner speaks,
"Yes, Yes, Yes," the machine gun speaks also!
"Yes, Yes, Yes," the machine gunner speaks,
"Yes, Yes, Yes," the machine gun speaks also!

They couldn't avoid of the splinters
Of a German grenade.
The machine gunner was wounded, guys,
And the machine gun "Maxim" was damaged.

Maxim is being cured for many days
And his friend was repairing also.
And again both the namesakes-Maxims
Return together in a frontline.

And there is a heavy
Buzzing combat in frontline again.
And the two namesakes serve and are friends again,
And both they have name Maxim.

And again the machine gunner points the machine gun very exactly,
And the "Maxim" hits enemy like a lightning
"Yes, Yes, Yes," the machine gunner speaks,
"Yes, Yes, Yes," the machine gun speaks also!
"Yes, Yes, Yes," the machine gunner speaks,
"Yes, Yes, Yes," the machine gun speaks also!


"Dva Maksima"

Na granitse shumeli beriozki.
Gde teper' prishlos' nam voevat',
Tam sluzhili - druzhili dva tiozki,
I oboikh Maksimami zvat'.

Byl odin pulemiotchik tolkovyi,
Poznakom'tes' s Maksimom moim.
A vtoroi pulemiot byl stankovyi,
Po prozvaniiu tozhe Maksim.

Tesno sviazany druzhboiu staroi,
Prinimali groznye boi
Nerazluchnoiu, druzhnoiu paroi
Oba tiozki - Maksimy moi.

Ochen' tochno navodit navodchik,
A Maksim slovno molniia b'iot;
Tak, tak, tak - govorit pulemiotchik,
Tak-tak-tak - govorit pulemiot!
Tak, tak, tak - govorit pulemiotchik,
Tak-tak-tak - govorit pulemiot!

Ot oskolka germanskoi granaty
Ne sluchilos' uberech'sia im,
Pulemiotchik byl ranen, rebiata,
Povrezhdion pulemiot byl Maksim.

Dni lechen'ia pronosiatsia mimo,
I Druzhochku byl sdelan remont,
I opiat' oba tiozki Maksima
Vozvrashchaiutsia vmeste na front.

A na fronte, goriachii i khlestkii,
Uragannyi boi gudit opiat'.
I opiat' sluzhat - druzhat dva tiozki,
I oboikh Maksimami zvat'.

Snova tochno navodit navodchik,
A Maksim slovno molniia b'iot;
Tak, tak, tak - govorit pulemiotchik,
Tak-tak-tak - govorit pulemiot!
Tak, tak, tak - govorit pulemiotchik,
Tak-tak-tak - govorit pulemiot!

[danngoc]

- an unknown singer – 2955 Kb
http://download.sovmusic.ru/m/svals.mp3

"Fortuitous waltz"

(Translated by Andrey)

It is a very famous Soviet WWII-time melody, Soviet soldiers liked this song.

"Fortuitous waltz"

The night is short,
Clouds are sleeping,
I heard the known melody of the waltz
In the silence of your small town.
I heard melody of waltz
And looked it for an hour or so
Morning is calling me,
I have to march again.
And it is good that I met with you
When I was going by your gate.

Though I am almost not familiar with you
And my home is far away
But I am feeling like I am again
Nearly my dear home.
We are dancing two together
In this large hall,
So say at least a word
About any theme.

Though I am almost not familiar with you
And my home is far away
But I am feeling like I am again
Nearly my dear home.
We are dancing two together
In this large hall,
So say at least a word
About any theme.

1943


"Sluchainyi val's"

Noch' korotka,
Spiat oblaka,
Ia znakomuiu muzyku val'sa
Uslykhal v tishine gorodka.
Utro zoviot
Snova v pokhod.
Khorosho, chto ia vstretilsia s vami,
Prokhodia mimo vashikh vorot

Khot' ia s vami sovsem ne znakom,
I dalioko otsiuda moi dom,
No mne kazhetsia snova -
Ia u doma rodnogo.
V etom zale bol'shom
My kak budto vdvoiom,
Tak skazhite khot' slovo,
Sam ne znaiu o chiom.

Khot' ia s vami sovsem ne znakom,
I dalioko otsiuda moi dom,
No mne kazhetsia snova -
Ia u doma rodnogo.
V etom zale bol'shom
My kak budto vdvoiom,
Tak skazhite khot' slovo,
Sam ne znaiu o chiom.

1943

[danngoc]

- the song from the movie “V boi idut odni stariki” (“Only hardened pilots will fly this sorti”) – 3588 Kb
http://download.sovmusic.ru/m/smuglyan.mp3
- N. Ustinov and V. Nikitin with the awarded by the Order of a Red Banner Ensemble of Red Army men’s sing and song of USSR under the management of A.V.Alexandrov (the record of 1945) – 1176 Kb
http://retro.samnet.ru/music/phono/war/smuglanka.mp3


"The swarthy girl"

(translated by Andrey)

It is a famous song. I heard her in the after-war movie "V boi idut odni stariki" ("Only hardened pilots will fly this mission") about the group of the Soviet fighter-pilots in 1944. This song was singed during an air combat. Especially a good effect was when a Soviet fighter assaulted a column of the German ground troops under the sound of this song.

"The swarthy girl"

Once at the summer, at the dawn, I looked in a neighboring garden and saw that
A swarthy girl, a Moldavian girl, is gathering vine there.
I am blushing, I am turning white and I want to say
"Let's meet the summer dawns on the bank of a river!"

Refrain:
A green maple is bushy, its leafs are carved,
I am in love and I am embarrassed before you.
The maple is green, the maple is bushy,
Very bushy, carved!

And the swarthy girl, a Moldavian girl, answered to guy:
"We are gathering our Moldavian partisan detachment.
Now partisans left dear home early.
A way to partisans in a thick forest waits you!"

Repeat refrain.

And the swarthy girl, a Moldavian girl, went in a forest on a small path
And I decided that it is a pity that she didn't call me with her.
I often thought about the swarthy girl, a Moldavian girl, at the nights
And suddenly I met her in a partisan detachment!

Repeat refrain.

1940 (was singed only in 1943 and later)


"Smuglianka"

Kak-to letom, na rassvete, zaglianul v sosednii sad.
Tam smuglianka-moldavanka sobiraet vinograd.
Ia krasneiu, ia bledneiu, zakhotelos' vdrug skazat':
"Stanem nad rekoiu zor'ki letnie vstrechat'!"

Pripev:
Raskudriavyi, klion zelionyi, list reznoi,
Ia vliublennyi i smushchionnyi pred toboi.
Klion zelionyi, da klion kudriavyi,
Da raskudriavyi, reznoi!

A smuglianka-moldavanka otvechala parniu v lad:
"Partizanskii moldavanskii sobiraem my otriad.
Nynche rano partizany dom pokinuli rodnoi.
Zhdiot tebia doroga k partizanam v les gustoi!"

Pripev.

I smuglianka-moldavanka po tropinke v les ushla.
V tom obidu ia uvidel, chto s soboi ne pozvala.
O smuglianke-moldavanke chasto dumal po nocham.
Vdrug svoiu smuglianku ia v otriade povstrechal!

Pripev.

1940 (ispolnialas' s 1943)