Текст песни Надежда Плевицкая - Лучина, лучинушка

The night is dark-temnёhonka everywhere - silence,
And I'm sitting, mladёshenka, one evening.
Like a mother wishes for the son of one
Crying relentless storm outside.
Before the land RYABINUSHKA bends and creaks,
And my torch, lit Luchinushka unclear.
I'm not about whether the wife of the village?
Like a dog loyal, devoted husband.
I Do not hunter live in harmony with humans?
Am I not an employee in the summer harvest?
From work spinushka and now hurts ...
Lucina, my Luchinushka not clear lights.
Dear parents, matchmaker and relatives,
Better if you are tortured, plagued me.
Then I would not cry for you.
Sweetly listen to your complaint each time?
Oh, nostalgia-kruchinushka my heart burden,
And my torch, lit Luchinushka unclear.