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
Uzh ty, sad,
Ty moi sad -
Sad selionenkii,
Ty zachem sadok ottsviol -
Osypaeshsia?
Ty kuda li, milyi moi,
Sobiraeshsia?
Ty vo put li, vo pohod,
Vo dorozhenku?
Tut letela pava
Cherez sinie moria.
Uronila pava
S kryla peryshko.
Mne ne zhal kryla,
Zhalko molodtsa,
Mne ne zhal mat-ottsa,
Zhalko molodtsa.
Oh, thou garden,
Thou my garden -
The green garden,
Why have you, my garden, faded,
Why are you falling off?
What are you, my sweetheart,
Preparing for?
For a journey, for a march,
For a walking tour?
Here the peahen was flying by
Through the blue seas.
So she dropped a feather
From her wing.
I don't feel sorry for the feather,
I am sorry for the fellow,
I don't feel sorry for mother and father,
I am sorry for the fellow.
