Течёт Река Волга [Techyot Reka Volga] [English translation]

The river Volga flows

From far away,

The river Volga flows -

There is no end.

Among ripe crops,

Among a white snow

My Volga flows

And I am seventeen years old.

The mother said: “All happens, son,

Perhaps, you will get tired of roads.

When you come back home at the end of a way,

Put your hands in Volga.”

The river Volga flows

From far away,

The river Volga flows -

There is no end.

Among ripe crops,

Among a white snow

My Volga flows

And I am already thirty years old.

That first look and first splash of an oar –

All has been but only the river brought it away.

I don't miss that past spring

Your love is in return with me.

The river Volga flows

From far away,

The river Volga flows -

There is no end.

Among ripe crops,

Among a white snow

My Volga flows

And I am seventy years old.

Here are my berth and my friends –

All what it's impossible to live in the world without.

From far reaches in a star silence

Another boy is joining me in a song:

"The river Volga flows

From far away,

The river Volga flows -

There is no end.

Among ripe crops,

Among a white snow

My Volga flows

And I am seventeen years old."