Slowly all along the islands
Blows the wind and roll the waves
Sliding go the agile barges
Of bold Razin and his crew
On the deck stands Stenka Razin
Hearts are beating, voices loud
Holds his sweetheart soft and noble
Tight enfolded in his arms
La la la la…
Never women in our circle
Fists are clenched and cries are raised
This white dove has tamed the eagle
Sailor into suitor turned
Razin turns to face them calmly
Grind your teeth, and voices raise
Not one thing can change my spirit
Neither love, nor mutiny
La la la la…
Then he lifts his mighty hands up
Joy sheds tears, and hope expires
As his frail and tender darling
Razin hurls into the waves
Then he says to that great river:
Volga of death, Volga of life
Volga, take my love now grieving
Down forever to the deep
My friends, sing, to hell with sadness
Drink the wine down to the lees
Till you roll under the table
Till at last oblivion comes
After all
Life is just a lure
A crossing, marvellous but short
Love, which we so often mourn
Is a mirage, and that is all
We must live from hour to hour
Make the best of this brief voyage
Which can never last
Once our glass is drained
Oblivion drowns the passing time
In wine and trusty friendship
Lies the remedy for anguish
If today despair is weeping
Tomorrow all may turn around
And all things will change
Slowly all along the islands
Blows the wind and roll the waves
Sliding go the agile barges
Of bold Razin and his crew
La la la la…
Of bold Razin and his crew