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The River Volga Flows

The river Volga flows
From far away,
The river Volga flows -
There is no end.
Among ripe crops,
Among a white snow
My Volga flows
And I am seventeen years old.
 
The mother said: “All happens, son,
Perhaps, you will get tired of roads.
When you come back home at the end of a way,
Put your hands in Volga.”
 
The river Volga flows
From far away,
The river Volga flows -
There is no end.
Among ripe crops,
Among a white snow
My Volga flows
And I am already thirty years old.
 
That first look and first splash of an oar –
All has been but only the river brought it away.
I don't miss that past spring
Your love is in return with me.
 
The river Volga flows
From far away,
The river Volga flows -
There is no end.
Among ripe crops,
Among a white snow
My Volga flows
And I am seventy years old.
 
Here are my berth and my friends –
All what it's impossible to live in the world without.
From far reaches in a star silence
Another boy is joining me in a song:
 
"The river Volga flows
From far away,
The river Volga flows -
There is no end.
Among ripe crops,
Among a white snow
My Volga flows
And I am seventeen years old."
 
Original lyrics

Течёт Река Волга

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