From Ukrainian opera Cossack and his Wife

W. Where  did you come from, old rogue,

Where have you been hitherto?

You would be ashamed of God your,

If the shame  would be known to you.

Where did you have so much amusement?

Where have you been so long?

Perhapce, you fell to the dump ground.

Why you  did not spend the night at home?

C.Listen, dear, here's what happened:

I am still afraid so much:

Woe-woe suddenly started -

Nearly I completely died!

I fell ill during my roading,

It was time me be vanished;

However, thanks,  on passing cartloads

I was managed to get home.

W.Did You get drunk, did You get  drunk along the road?

Did you get drunk only  after the way?

C.Sure , I didn’t drink, by God my!

I'm sober, God can see

W. May be you  had drunk, may be you  had drunk at once  a full quarter ,

Or you swallowed, you swallowed a gallon ?

C.I d’not drink, believe me surely:

I sipped only little  glass!

W.You drink full  days and nights also,

You left me sitting alone;

There’s no tears  to cry from my eyes,

All I nights set  by the windowpane,

I've been waiting all night in vain

Until the dawn at last  came

To see you even a little

I shad tears during the night!

C.You are the sly devil-woman -

Now in tears, starts to bellow.

Scared the husband deeply-deeply,

Let  him not know how to be.

W.If I only knew previously

How  at marriage live exist -

I would have remained an old maid,

Tears would not be to shed as well.

I don't want to live with you more -

I'm filing for divorce.

And as a straw merry  widow

I'll live year after year.

C.My eyes sobbed a little-little,

Cryed almost  like a waterfall,

Because they didn’t sleep the night in vain,

Trouble was bound to be.

Lost I near outlandish villages,

It was  time to disappear;

But thanks, that  poor woman

Let me sleep at premises.

W.So you have whith that nasty  woman

Been your missing all that week?

May all the pain be on you, a rogue,

Let the unclean take you away!

Let the unclean take you away!

I with a piece of weighty rocker

Will so beat you: you will know,

So that in the future don’t think you

To try  going to a whore.

Wait, my Cossack, darling Cossack

I'll wallop you with rolling pin.

How bitterly you will cry then,

Not be sleeping at my home.

C.Hey, Odarka, shut up in a moment

There's no point in screaming like that!

W.No, let everyone hear now,

And I’ll not be silent anymore!

C.She doesn't want to live with me more,

Threaten to obtain divorce.

Hey, Odarka, God with you, broad,

Well, calm down now, witch!

W.I don't want to live with you more

I'm filing for divorce!

And as a straw merry widow

I'll live remaining years!