Russian folk song. СТЕПЬ ДА СТЕПЬ КРУГОМ. STEPPE ALL AROUND.

It’s a story about the coachman, who froze and died in Steppe, sung by Russian folk chorus (Voronezh) Nothing but the steppe all around Nothing but the steppe all around, The sadness grows in my heart. A coachman sings About the wide steppe: As in that steppe A coachman was dying, He asked His friend: “You, my friend! Don’t keep evil in your mind, Don’t keep evil in your mind, Bury me, Bury me Here, on the deserted steppe; Take the raven Horses home, Take them home Give them to my father, Bow for me To my mother. And, my friend, let my Young wife know That she shouldn’t Wait for me to return. And also bring her This farewell present: Bring her A wedding ring. Let her marry Whoever she will love, And let her get engage With my ring. Nothing but the steppe all around, The sadness grows in my heart. A coachman sings About the wide step