Marusya is sick of roosters and geese. How many of them are there in Tarusa, Lord Jesus!
"If only I had such feathers and such wings! I'd fly right out the door, throw myself into the feather grass! May my eyes never again look upon this world, May these roosters and geese never again make noise!"
Oh, how miserable life is for Marusya in the city of Tarusa! Only roosters and geese, Lord Jesus!
"If only I had such feathers and such wings! I'd fly right out the door, throw myself into the feather grass! May my eyes never again look upon this world, May these roosters and geese never again make noise!"
Oh, how miserable life is for Marusya in the city of Tarusa! Only roosters and geese, Lord Jesus!