Ночная Кобыла [Nochnaya kobyla] [English translation]

He walked at night-time

Along dark river, along fast water.

He knew no reproach, he knew no rest,

After the yellow moon, after the black one.

He came as longed-for, he left as hateful,

He was tormented by another's wound,

He was drawn by another's glory

To where a night mare walked about.

Don't expect an honest word,

I will betray you again.

Don't come, don't look, don't

Wait, I'm no longer yours.

No use believing me,

Don't grieve on your long road,

Don't glance back in yearning,

Don't call me with you… 1

On his road he cut a tall stalk,

Was looking down and seeing the sky,

Shrouded the hills with golden fires

And, gazing into the flame, was whispering her name.

He sought the mare, he found the mare,

As the night promised, as the spring begged;

Found his strength in jealous darkness,

Bound the mare with her own mane.

Don't expect an honest word,

I will betray you again.

Don't come, don't look, don't

Wait, I'm no longer yours.

No use believing me,

Don't grieve on your long road,

Don't glance back in yearning,

Don't call me with you…1

Drunk spring, ill spring,

Why have you lead me to the last edge?

Why have you lured me with the fate of the brave,

What have you done, what have you wrought!

Over the lot of the strong, over ancient passion –

No, no, no – he had no power.

The river forgot, the moon forgave

Those who were destroyed by the night mare.

He walked by night-time,

After yellow moon, after the black one.

The river forgot, the moon forgave

Those who were ruined by the night mare.

1. a. b. This stanza is in female lyrics.

• Artist:Melnitsa