I Don’t Know Why (И Кто Его Знает)
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pSgPf3cUdkg
At the sunrise, a man wanders
Right outside of my home.
He will blink with just one eye
Doesn’t say another word.
And I don’t know why he blinks with his eye!
He blinks with his eye!
He blinks with his eye!
At parties, he sings and dances
When it’s time to say goodbye,
He walks me back to my gate
And then turns with a small sigh.
And I don’t know why. Well, why would he sigh?
Well, why would he sigh?
Well, why would he sigh?
I asked him, “Are you all right?”
He says, “No, right from the start,
It seems that I have discarded
I’ve discarded my poor heart!”
And I don’t know why his heart went awry.
His heart went awry.
His heart went awry.
Yesterday, I checked the mail and
Got two puzzling letters.
Said to guess what the dots meant;
He used code instead of words!
And I don’t know why he wants me to try.
He wants me to try.
He wants me to try.
No, I didn’t decode the letters
He shouldn’t have hoped for that.
But my heart, all of the sudden,
Sweetly melted in my chest.
And I don’t know why his words thawed my ice.
His words thawed my ice.
His words thawed my ice.
Katyusha (Катюша)
Blossoming were all apple and pear trees,
Fogs were floating over the river
When Katyusha stepped into the clearing
On the shore, the high and rocky shore.
She stepped out and belted out a song
Of an eagle flying through the sky.
Of the one man who she loved,
Of the one whose letters she would hide.
Oh you song, you song of a young girl
Fly across the fields, beyond sunlight!
Tell that soldier in a foreign world
That Katyusha would like to say hi.
He’ll remember a young, simple girl
He’ll remember how she used to sing
Let him keep our native land safe in the war
And all of his love, Katyusha will keep.
There Are So Many Golden Lights (Огней Так Много Золотых)
There are so many golden lights on the Saratov alleys.
So many single men walk by, but I love one who’s married.
So many single men walk by, but I love one who’s married.
He found a family too soon. The story makes me sad.
To him, how to admit my love, if I can’t to myself?
To him, how to admit my love, if I can’t to myself?
I want to run, I want to flee whenever he is near.
What if the things that I conceal will somehow be revealed?
What if the things that I conceal will somehow be revealed?
So I must never cross his path. Scared that he’ll find me dear.
I’ll deal with all this love myself, together we can’t deal.
I’ll deal with all this love myself, together we can’t deal.