Field Recordings

We were sowing millet

I will sow my sorrow in the field

I'll step out the gateway and see moss and swamp

Once there came Yagoriy wet through

Eagle is a bird of God (recorded on a Kupala field)

Once beyond the river?

Reap my reapers, my dear reapers

Oh grief, my bad grief

Axe, mitten (to a tongue)

Oh my dear father, I want to be married

A young Cossack is walking by Don

Oh, an old man decided to get married

Recall, Vanya, dear friend

There they came in the night

I was planting the garden myself

You are a gypsy man, I'm a gypsy woman (to a tongue)

Oh, I was dancing a Gypsy dance (to an accordion)

Three maids have passed by

My rascal fell ill and wanted some kissel

My dear girl friends, you are lucky, I am not

I have lost a ring

I would eat a dry bread crust

In Manchuria, China

Out from the forest, out from the mountains

on a Sunday an old mother

I wish I were a flying bird

Oh my rowan tree

My friend Naumovich (lamenting)

Oh kumushki

In a green garden a bird was singing

I won't say whom I love

At a stream the guelder-rose has early blossomed

There on a hill facing the sun

A duck was swimming in the sea

A duck was swimming in the sea (at a wedding)

God our supporter (lamenting to a tongue)

Valyusha feels no pity

Drift apart, clear the way (lamenting to an accordion)

Valyuska was married in church

A dove was flying

Rolling and falling

Hello dear matchmakers

Who is good among us?

By the moon so bright

Tell us, Ivanushka

How to live then, what to do

The birch grove

Oh, I suffered and will suffer (to an accordion)

On Monday early in the morning the blue sea was lumpy

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