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-= Steppes of Transbaikalia =-, the melody.

🔺 "Steppes of Transbaikalia"

Across the wild steppes of Transbaikalia,
Where gold is being dug in the mountains.
A tramp, cursing fate,
He trudged along with a bag
On his shoulders.

* * *

He goes through the thick taiga,
Where the birds are the only ones singing.
The boiler on the side worries him,
Dry grass beats your feet.

* * *

He's wearing a thin shirt
With many different patches.
He's wearing a prisoner's cap
And a grey prison coat.

* * *

Escaped from prison on a dark night,
He suffered for the truth in prison.
Go on there is no more urine,
Lake Baikal stretched out before him.

* * *

A tramp approaches Lake Baikal,
Takes a fishing boat
And he starts a sad song.
He sings something about his homeland:

* * *

"I left my young wife,
I left behind small children.
Now I'm going at random,
God knows if I'll see her!"

* * *

The tramp Baikal has moved,
Towards the dear mother.
"Oh, hello, oh, hello, Mother,
Is my father well, I want to know?"

* * *

- "Your father has been in his grave
For a long time,
It is buried in the damp earth.
And your brother has been
In Siberia for a long time,
He's been rattling his shackles
For a long time.

* * *

Come on, come on, my son,
Let's go to our native kuren.
Your wife misses you there
And the kids are crying in droves."

The illustration for the melody -= Steppes of Transbaikalia =-.