Traditional russian gypsy song.
Moskva zlatoglavnaia Zvon kolokolov
Tsarpushka dershav naia A romat pirogov
Konfetki baranochki Slovno lebedi sanochki
Ekh vy koni zaletnye Slyshna pesn’ sobluchka
Gimnazistki rumianye ot moroza chut’
Pianye gratsino sbi vaiut Rykhlyi sneg s kab luchka
Pomniu troika udaluiu Vspyshki dal’nikh zamits
Tvoiu pozu ustaluiu Trepet dlinnykh resnits
Vsyo proshlo, vyso umchalosia V nevosvratnuiu dal’
Nichevo ne ostalosia Lish’ toska ne pechal
Konfetki baranochki Slovno lebedi sanochki
Ekh vy koni zaletnye Slyshna pesn’ sobluchka
Gimnazistki rumianye ot moroza chut’
Pianye gratsino sbi vaiut Rykhlyi sneg s kab luchka
Translation:
Moscow with its Golden donmes, the sound of its bells
The mighty Tsar cannon gleams and the bakery’s smells
Sweet candies and tasty rolls and the sleds look just like white swans
Oh your horses go flying by and the coachman’s song rings
Oh your rosie cheeks high school girls almost drunk from the frost air
How you gracefuly brush away the loose snow from your heels
Oh the troika I can’t forget,
Lightning flashing afar
When fatigue overwhelmed you, dear,
Trembling eyelashes there
All is past, all has blown away
Nevermore to return
There is nothing that’s left behind
Only sadness and woe