Текст и перевод песни ДахаБраха - Монах
Ішов
монах
із
походу
під
мороз
і
під
негоду
A
monk
came
back
from
a
campaign
in
the
frost
and
in
the
weather
Чуть
же
він
не
змерз,
He
almost
froze
to
death,
Не
знав
монах
де
подіться,
зайшов
у
кабак
погріться
The
monk
didn't
know
where
to
go,
he
went
into
a
tavern
to
warm
up
Сбросив
свой
мундір
Took
off
his
uniform
Сбросив
мундір
ще
й
очки,
да
порвав
рясу
на
клочки,
Took
off
his
uniform
and
glasses,
and
tore
his
cassock
to
shreds,
Сам
пошов
плясать,
сам
пошов
плясать.
He
started
dancing,
he
started
dancing.
Наплясався,
наігрався,
з
доброй
волєй
розпрощався,
He
danced
and
played,
said
goodbye
to
his
good
will,
Скочив
на
крильцо,
вдарив
у
кольцо.
Jumped
on
the
porch,
hit
the
bell.
Монах
на
коня
садіться,
под
манахом
конь
бодрітся
The
monk
gets
on
his
horse,
the
horse
under
the
monk
perks
up
Зельоним
лугом,
зельоним
лугом.
Through
the
green
meadow,
through
the
green
meadow.
Ой,
лугом,
лугом,
лугом
стоять
дєвушки
кругом,
Oh,
meadow,
meadow,
meadow
there
are
girls
all
around,
Дєвки
не
найшов,
до
вдови
пошов.
He
didn't
find
girls,
he
went
to
the
widow.
Цілував,
милував,
роздушею
називав,
He
kissed,
caressed,
called
her
honey,
Закричав
ура,
закричав
ура.
Shouted
hurray,
shouted
hurray.
Ой
ура,
юра,
юра,
сочинилася
біда,
Oh
hurray,
yura,
yura,
trouble
has
come,
Тай
не
малая,
та
й
не
малая.
And
not
small,
and
not
small.
Ой
ура,
юра,
юра,
сочинилася
біда,
Oh
hurray,
yura,
yura,
trouble
has
come,
Тай
не
малая,
та
й
не
малая.
And
not
small,
and
not
small.
В
великодную
суботу
побросали
всю
роботу,
On
Easter
Saturday
they
dropped
all
work,
Рухнули
в
кабак,
рухнули
в
кабак.
They
rushed
to
the
tavern,
they
rushed
to
the
tavern.
Мед
їли,
вино
пили,
кабашника
одурили,
They
ate
honey,
they
drank
wine,
they
fooled
the
tavern
keeper,
Курили
табак,
курили
табак.
They
smoked
tobacco,
they
smoked
tobacco.
Накурившись
табаку,
да
полягали
на
боку.
They
smoked
tobacco,
and
lay
down
on
their
sides.
Оця
пісня
вся
Кончилася!
This
song
is
over!
The
Ocean's
warm
The
Ocean's
warm
The
Water's
deep
The
Water's
deep
We
beg
for
storm
We
beg
for
storm
The
wind
is
here
The
wind
is
here
What
is
this
life
if,
full
of
care,
What
is
this
life
if,
full
of
care,
We
have
no
time
to
stand
and
stare.
A
poor
life
this
if,
full
of
care,
We
have
no
time
to
stand
and
stare.
A
poor
life
this
if,
full
of
care,
We
have
no
time
to
stand
and
stare.
We
have
no
time
to
stand
and
stare.
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