A legend of Stenka Razin - Дмитрий Садовников

From behind a splendid island,
Coursing on the river stream,
Boats are floating, richly painted,
Tapered and broad in their beam.

On the first there's Stenka Razin
Hugging a princess, his mate;
Slightly tight on his new wedding,
He keeps on to celebrate.

Suddenly is heard a whisper:
“He’s exchanged us for his bride,
Just one night he has been with her,
And he lost the slightest pride”.

Oh, the Volga, dear mother,
Russian river, bright and strong,
Have you ever had a present
From the Cossack of the Don!

At one stroke he lifts the beauty
With no chance for her to save,
Just to throw her overboard,
To the swiftly running wave.

“Why, old guys? Aren’t you cast down?
Hey, dance, Phyla, take a role!
Let us strike up, boldly singing,
As a prayer for her soul”.

Валерий Игнатович, поэтический перевод, 2012

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