Sing, the swallow! After Nikolai Pugache

The breeze gently sways the grass,

All nature is full of languor neat;

Everything around breathes sweet bliss,

The skies above are full of sultry heat.

We were sitting together on the grass,

The bushes hid us secludedly from curious

And the swallows kept singing, above us

And   we are intoxicated  be the  near flowers

Sing, the swallow, o, sing!

Give to  my heart the peace!

Repeat that song to me guess ,

Repeat, repeat !

Sing, the swallow, o, sing!

Give to  my heart the peace!

Repeat that song to me guess ,

Repeat, repeat!

About the love happiness ! 

Ah, how quickly my happiness has passed!

I sit alone in that little garden  myself.

Bad weather broke out inside my chest,

And melancholy crept into  chest. as well.

It will be a year since my dear’s no longer with me,

Death took her away for ever  from me suddenly

But I swear that until the very grave permit

I will always remain faithful to her silently

Sing, the swallow, sing!

Give to my heart the peace!

Repeat that song to me

Repeat, repeat

About the love happiness!