Кадриль [Kadril] [English translation]

Once our forefathers

Simple grannies and grandpas,

Were dancing near a garden house

And had founded a new style.

Boots and high shoes,

Along with Russian accordion,

Along with birch bark and spoons,

Has glorified quadrille.

Today almost forgotten,

Stabbed with bagpipes,

but still unruly -

Alive playful quadrille, eh!

(REF) (2x)

Tari-dari-tari-ta,

Tari-dari-tari-ta,

Tari-dari-tari-ta,

Tari-dari-ta-eh

We looks like our grandpas,

We also like a fun,

Can not forget quadrille,

In her lives smile and build.

The work is done,

It is Saturday again,

And we want with you

Dance the quadrille.

My warm-hearted quadrille,

Ancient, but ageless,

Factorial, collective-farm,

Serious and funny, eh!

(REF) (2x)

Tari-dari-tari-ta,

Tari-dari-tari-ta,

Tari-dari-tari-ta,

Tari-dari-ta-eh

• Artist:Otava Yo
• Album:Жили-были