Колокольчик [Kolokol'chik] [English translation]

In the moonlight, the snow is silvering

Along the path, the little troika* rushes.

Ding ding ding ding ding ding -

The little bell** rings.

This ringing, this ringing of love speaks.

In the moonlight in early spring

Do you remember the meeting, my friend, with you.

Ding ding ding ding ding ding -

The little bell rings.

This ringing, this ringing of love speaks.

With a bell, your young voice rang

It is he, it is he who sang sweetly about love.

I remembered the hall with a noisy crowd,

Sweet little face with a white veil.

Ding ding ding ding ding ding -

The clinking of glasses rings.

With a young wife, my rival is standing.

Ding ding ding ding ding ding -

The bell rings.

This ringing, this ringing of love speaks