Lyrics
Everyone raise a glass!
Whoa!
Well, comrades
We've had our fun
Lived, laughed, and loved
Friends of my youth
When shall we meet again?
I'm going abroad
Goodbye, my Gypsy lovers
All my revels here are over
Well goodbye, Matryosha
Kiss me one last time
Whoa
Remember me to Steshka
There, goodbye, goodbye, goodbye
Wish me luck, my Gypsy lovers
Now, goodbye, goodbye, goodbye
(Goodbye, my Gypsy lovers)
(All my revels here are over)
(Well goodbye, Matryosha)
(Kiss me one last time)
(Whoa)
(Remember me to Steshka)
(There, goodbye, goodbye, goodbye)
(Wish me luck, my Gypsy lovers)
(Now, goodbye, goodbye, goodbye)
Now drink!
(Hurrah!)
(Smash the glasses on the floor!)
Hey!
Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey!
Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey!
Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey!
Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey!
Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey!
Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey!
Whoa!
Here's to happiness, freedom, and life!
May your travel be swift as a scythe cuts through the grass!
(Whoa...)
(Whoa...)
May your sorrows be counted and numbered as many
As drops of wine and vodka that stay in my glass!
(Whoa...)
(Whoa...)
Всего хорошего
На посошок
Поехали
Всего хорошего
На посошок
Поехали
Всего хорошего
На посошок
Поехали
Всего хорошего
На посошок
Поехали
На посошок
Поехали
Wait, wait, wait!
Shut the door!
First we have to sit down!
Yes, that's the way
It's a Russian custom
All right
Wait, wait, wait! Wait!
Where's the fur cloak?
Huh?
I have heard what elopements are like
She'll rush out more dead than alive
Just in the things she's wearing
If you delay at all, there'll be tears
And "Papa" and "Mama"
Then she's frozen in a minute
And must go back
But you wrap the fur cloak 'round her
And you carry her to the sleigh
That's the way
That's the way
That's the way
That's the way
Let's get outta here! Come on now!
And the troika tore down Nikitski Boulevard!
Hey, Balaga
Ho, Balaga
Hey, hey, ho, Balaga
Hey, hey, Balaga
The famous troika driver
Hey, Balaga
Ho, Balaga
Hey, hey, hey, Balaga
Hey, hey, Balaga
The famous troika driver
When they reached the gate
Dolokhov whistled
The whistle was answered
And a maid servant ran out
"Come into the courtyard
Or you'll be seen
She'll come out directly"
Dolokhov stayed by the gate
Anatole followed the maid
Into the courtyard
Turned the corner
Ran up to the porch
You will not enter my house
Scoundrel!
Anatole, come back!
Betrayed! Betrayed!
Anatole! Come back!
Betrayed! Betrayed! Anatole! Come back! Betrayed!
