"From afar for a long time. The Volga river flows"

Portrait to order.

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Lyudmila Zykina - The Volga River flows

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From afar long
The Volga river flows,
The Volga river flows,
End no.
Between the crops rape so,
Between the white snow
There flows the river Volga
And I am seventeen years old.

The mother said: "anything can Happen, son.
Maybe you will be tired from the road.
When you go home at the end of the path,
Your palms in Volga"

From afar long
The Volga river flows,
The Volga river flows,
End no.
Between the crops rape so,
Between the white snow
There flows the river Volga
And thirty years I am.

Your first look and your first splash of oars.
All were, but the river has claimed.
I'm not sad about that past spring,
Instead her your love with me.

From afar long
The Volga river flows,
The Volga river flows,
End no.
Between the crops rape so,
Between the white snow
Look at you, Volga
Seventh ten years.

Here is my dock, and here are my friends,
All without which life is impossible.
From distant stretches of silence in the star
Another boy sings to me.

From afar long
The Volga river flows,
The Volga river flows,
End no.
Between the crops rape so,
Between the white snow
There flows the river Volga
And I'm seventeen