Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Z ohlasů písní ruských , by - Karel Kryl. Song from the album Solidarita, in the genre ПопRelease date: 20.03.2014
Record label: Supraphon
Song language: Czech
Z ohlasů písní ruských(original) |
| Byl jest Vova na honu u Rostova na Donu |
| Spatřil státi na břehu krasavici zvláštní |
| Na výstrahy nedbaje, žena že jen kletba je |
| Dal se za ní do běhu, neboť vzplanul vášní |
| Krasavice tone v hněvu, kterak Vova třeští |
| Rozbíhá se ke Kyjevu, na útěku vřeští |
| Přeběhli tak přes hranici ke korytu Visly |
| Kde v té chvíli krasavici opustily smysly |
| La la la … |
| Čelist vášní převislu, přeplaval s ní přes Vislu |
| Utíkal s ní po břehu a něžně se k ní shýbal |
| A když byli za Vislou, učinil jí závislou |
| Jelikož ji za běhu dvěstětřikrát líbal |
| Když pak běžel okolo vrat s policajty v patách |
| Zakopl jest o kolovrat, do louže se natáh' |
| Ona z rukou vypadla mu do bílého snížku |
| A on zří, že ukradla mu komsomolskou knížku |
| La la la … |
| Maje duši bolavu, přeběhl s ní Moravu |
| Líbali se mnohý dni rozechvělí touhou |
| Krasavice líbezná dnes už, co je Liebe, zná |
| A náš Vova ve Vídni mívá chvíli dlouhou |
| Sedává pak u Dunaje s tváří sladkých madon |
| Tiše sobě vzpomínaje na ten hon a na Don |
| Krasavice jako vdova truchlí neustále |
| Čeká doma, až ji Vova vodnese kus dále |
| La la la … |
| (translation) |
| Vova was on a hunt near Rostov-on-Don |
| He saw a beautiful woman standing on the shore |
| She ignores the warnings, the woman is just a curse |
| He ran after her as he ignited with passion |
| The beautiful woman drowns in anger as Vova crashes |
| He runs to Kiev, screams on the run |
| They crossed the border to the Vistula riverbed |
| Where the senses had left the senses at that moment |
| La la la… |
| The jaw of the passions of the overhang, swam across the Vistula with her |
| He ran along the shore with her and gently leaned closer to her |
| And when they were behind the Vistula, he made her dependent |
| Because he kissed her two hundred times during the run |
| When he ran around the gate with the cops on his heels |
| He tripped over a spinning wheel, reaching into a puddle |
| She fell out of his hands into a white blanket |
| And he sees that she stole his Komsomol book |
| La la la… |
| He has a pain in his soul, he crossed Moravia with her |
| They kissed for many days, trembling with desire |
| A beautiful lady today knows what Liebe is all about |
| And our Vova in Vienna has a long time |
| He then sits by the Danube with the face of sweet Madonnas |
| Silently remembering the hunt and Don |
| A beautiful woman as a widow mourns all the time |
| She waits at home for Vova to take her a little further |
| La la la… |