Iz za ostrova na strezhen, / na prostor ryetshnoi volny
vyplyvayut raspyisnye / ostrogrudnye tshelny.
Na pyeryednem Styenka Razin / obnavshis sidyit s knyazhnoi,
svadbu novuyu spravlyayet, / on vesyoly i khmelnoi.
Posadi ikh slyshen ropot: / "Nas na babu promenyal!
Tolko notsh s nyey provozhalsya, / sam na utro baboi stal!"
Etot ropot i nasmeshki / slyshit grozny ataman,
i on moshtshnoyu rukoyu / obnyal persianki stan.
Brovy tshornye soshlisya, / nadvigayetsya graza,
buinoi krovyu nalilisya / atamanovy glaza.
Fsyo otdam, nye pozhaleyu, / buinu golovu otdam!"
razdayotsya golos vlastny / po okrestnym byeregam.
A ana, patupya otshi, / nye zhyva i nye myertva,
moltsha slushayet khmelnye / atamanovy slava:
Volga, Volga, mat' rodnaya, / Volga, ruskaya ryeka,
nye vidala ty padarka / ot donskovo kazaka!
I shtob nye bylo razdora / myezhdu volnymi ludmi,
Volga, Volga, mat rodnaya, / na krasavitsu - primi!"
Moshtshnym vzmakhom podymayet / on krasavitsu-knyazhnu
i za bort yeyo brosayet / v nabezhavshuyu volnu.
Shtosh vy tshorty priumyli? / Ey, ty, Filka, shut, plyashi!
Griyanyem, bratsy, udaluyu / na pomyin yeya dushi!"
Iz za ostrova na strezhen, / na prostor ryetshnoi volny
vyplyvayut raspyisnye / Styenki Razina tshelny.
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