The Volga boatsman
I am ready
to sing to you out from the deep
And from the dark of the deep, oh how the bells sing
>From behind the old wall comes Chizh to be believed
Oh forgive me my sins with thw wave of you wing
Oh forgive me my sins - say something, please!
So burn Seraphim golden winged-pomp
Burn and fear nor your own guiding star
I couldn't care less, I've misplaced the bit to chomp
I have no other part - just whenever you are.
So, here's our whole life: either SECAM or PAL
Either full collapse or the Savior will dote
Going outside to find the start of it all
Got drunk and fell down - and that's all she wrote
The ravens are silent, it's the women who scream
With a howl from the boondocks or some sisterly love
Either the Saving Fast or some saving poison
Don't you hear my knock - please, open the door !
So, count us with the angels or among the boar
But please don't mute, I can't make it without fire
Whenever I may roam I keep knocking at the door
But oh my Lord above, have mercy on me, Sire.