Translations of Russian (folk) songs

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Translation by Dana Kogos

There 's someone coming down a hillock,
Must be my darling honey-pie,
He wears a camouflaging t-shirt,
Which drives berserk that brain of mine.
His epaulets are shiny golden;
He has a medal on his chest,
Oh why, oh why I ever met him.
And why on earth am I impressed?
Why is he always passing by me,
Gives me a smile full of charm,
I lost my calm the day that soldier
Moved into our collective farm.
When I see him, my heart is skipping,
Going boom boom in my big chest,
Why did I meet this handsome fellow,
Now I will never find my rest.