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When I was a coachman at the post office

When I was a coachman at the post office,
When I was young, I was strong,
And it is strong, brothers, in the village alone
I loved a girl at that time.
 
At first I didn't smell trouble in the girl,
Then i really screwed up:
Wherever I go, wherever I go,
All to my dear girl turn for a minute.
 
And it is pleasant, but there is no peace,
And my heart hurts more and more.
One day the boss gives me a package:
'Take it to the post office, more quickly!'
 
I took the package — and quickly on the horse,
And he ran like a whirlwind across the field,
And my heart aches, yes it aches in my chest,
It's like I haven't seen her in ages.
 
And what is the reason, I can't understand,
And the wind howls so wistfully…
And suddenly my horse stopped running,
And looks away timidly.
 
My heart beat faster,
I looked ahead in alarm,
Then I dismounted from my dashing horse —
and I saw a corpse on the road.
 
And the snow really brought that find,
The snowstorm is dancing over the corpse.
I dug up a snowdrift and stuck to the place — the
frost came under the sheepskin coat.
 
Under the snow, brothers, she was lying…
eyes of my dear were closed.
Pour, pour the wine quickly,
I can't tell it anymore!
 

Snow Maiden

The snowstorm is singing about
The new year's coming over the town
And the snow swirls in the alleys
And the snow falls at the gate
And the snow goes on, and the snow goes on
And everyone waits for their Snow Maiden
At the New Year's cherished hour
 
And the night was blissful
And all the land was snow-white
The snow storm has woven lacework
On the fur coat for its Snow Maiden
And the night was bright and the night was white
Perhaps, you're my miracle worker
Who came to me from a fairy tale that night
 
The snowstorm is singing in the fields
And once again, all the land is covered in snow
The years pass by and the threads are snowy
They don’t melt on their whiskers anymore
Years pass by, years pass by
And you’re the old Snow Maiden
Stay with me forevermore
 

The Lone Accordion (S)

Versions: #2
And again it’s gone still till the sunrise
No door squeaks, no lights to come on
Only down the far street, it sounds
Like a lone accordion goes
Only down the far street, it sounds
Like a lone accordion goes
 
It would go through gates into wide fields
It would come back again and again
As if looking for someone in darkness
As if looking for someone in vain
As if looking for someone in darkness
As if looking for someone in vain
 
In the air is light breeze from meadows
Apple blossom comes fluttering down
Won’t you tell us who’s that you are craving
Young accordion player, let on!
Won’t you tell us who’s that you are craving
Young accordion player, let on!
 
What if your darling is but so close
Unaware it’s her that you seek
Why then do you meander alone
Why then do you keep all girls off sleep
Why then do you meander alone?
Why then do you keep all girls off sleep?
 

Lonesome Accordion

Quiet town at night is so comforting
Doors won’t squeak, no more lights that are lit
Just a lonesome accordion wandering
Somewhere far away down the street
 
It goes far in the fields through the gateway
Then it comes back to town again
Just as if it is asking for pity
And can’t find anyone to complain
 
Night gets cooler, the darkness gets deeper
Apple blossom is white as the snow
Just come tell us who made you a weeper
The accordionist a young beau…
 
May be your joy is not far away
Just not sure if she is the one
So then why are you wandering restless
Keeping young ladies piece so undone…
 
Quiet city at night is so comforting
Doors won’t squeak, no more lights that are lit
Just a lonesome accordion wandering
Somewhere far away down the street
 
V.L. (Vesper Lynd) aka Eva Trussell