Andrey Vinogradov is a Russian composer and musician with a head full of romance. Robust, orchestral, and slick, his modern folk music, inflected by jazz and ro
Ot zari
My, kak sny.
My tsari
Glubiny.
Nezhen, smel
Nash razmah,
Nashih tel
Blesk v vodach.
Mir krasiv...
Pospeshim,
Vot otliv,
My za nim.
Zhemchugov
I medyz
Uzh gotov
Polnyi gruz.
Poplyviot
Nash chelnok
Vsio vperiod,
Na vostok.
Nezhnyh zhion
Tam sady,
Laskov zvon
Zloi vody.
Pospeshim,
Berega,
Otdadim
Zhemchyga.
From the dawn
We are like dreams,
We are the kings
Of the depth.
It's both tender and bold,
Our sweep,
Our bodies'
Flash in the waters.
The world is beautiful...
Hurry up,
Here comes the ebb,
We follow it.
The load
Full of pearls
And jelly-fish
Is ready now.
Our bark
Will float on,
Ahead,
To the East.
There are the orchards
Of tender ladies,
Sweet is the jingle
Of malign water.
Hurry on,
To the shores,
Hand over
The pearls.
The sleep is deep,
The joy of streams,
For a single
Kiss.
