Записано Коропніченко Ганною, Київська обл., Згурівський район,
с. Шевченкове.
Англомовний текст від Натал Гупало і Дейвіса Вільяма Генрі.
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Noted down by Koropnichenko Ganna in Kyiv region, Zgurivskyi district, village Shevchenkove.
The English text was wri en by Nataliya Gupalo and William Henry Davis.
lyrics
Ішов монах із походу
Під морози, під негоду,
Чуть же він не змерз - (2)
Не знав монах, де подіться - Зайшов у кабак погріться, Збросив свой мундір - (2) Збросив мундір, ще й очки, Порвав ряси на клочки
Сам пошов плясать - (2) Наплясавшись, наігравшись,
З доброй волей розпрощавшись, Скочив на крильцо
Вдарив у кольцо.
Монах на коня садиться,
Під монахом конь резвиться Зеленим лугом - (2)
Конь лугом, лугом, лугом
Ходять дєвочки кругом.
Дєвки не знайшов -
До вдови пойшов.
Цілував, милував,
Роздушею називав,
Закричав - ура! - (2)
Ой ура, ура, ура
Сочинилася біда
Та й не малая - (2)
В Великоднюю суботу Побрасали всі роботу
Рухнули в кабак - (2) Мед їли, вино пили, Кабачника обдурили - Курили табак - (2) Накурившись табаку, Полягали на боку. Оця пісня вся Кончилася.
The Ocean’s warm
The Water’s deep
We beg for storm
The wind is here
What is this life if, full of care,
We have no time to stand and stare. A poor life this if, full of care,
We have no time to stand and stare.
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The monk was coming from campaign During frost and bad weather
And he almost froze to death - (2)
He did not know where to go
Came into the pub to get warm,
He took o his uniform - (2)
Took o his uniform and the glasses,
Broke the cassocks to shreds
And he went to dance - (2)
A er he danced enough and played enough He said goodbye to goodwill,
Jumped to the porch
Knocked the ring.
The monk mounts a horse,
But the horse gambols under him
By the green meadow - (2)
The horse by the green meadow,
And the girls walk around.
He did not nd the girl,
So he came to the widow
Kissed her, caressed her,
Called her his soul
Shouted - hurray! - (2)
Oh - hurray, hurray, hurray
Misfortune had happened
And not the small one - (2)
On Easter Saturday
Everyone stopped working
Went to the pub - (2)
Ate honey, drank wine,
Fooled a pub keeper
Smoked tobacco - (2)
And a er smoking enough of tobacco, Lay themselves on their sides.
Oh this song is all Over.
The Ocean’s warm
The Water’s deep
We beg for storm
The wind is here
What is this life if, full of care,
We have no time to stand and stare. A poor life this if, full of care,
We have no time to stand and stare.
Dearest Arooj, firstly thank you. My brother died this year n what can be said about such loss n sadness. I saw n heard you at The end of the Road in England. I spent many years in India n love all the music, poetry of your heritage. Thankyou Arooj❤️ ben1769
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