Lukomorye is no more, the oak trees are gone.
Oak is suitable for parquet, but it’s not:
Hefty rednecks came out of the hut,
They chopped down those oak trees to make coffins.

It's wonderful to live in houses on chicken legs,
But the helipad appeared to everyone’s fear!
Good fellow he was, feat of arms committed -
He got the witch grandmother drunk and burned down the house!

Calm down, calm down, melancholy
In my chest!
This is just a saying -
A fairy tale lies ahead.

Here the cat really walks, as if to the right, he sings,
As to the left - so the joke will bend,
But the scientist Son of a bitch- he took the golden chain to Torgsin,
And to the rescue one goes to the store.

One day he received a fee for God’s gift:
In Lukomorye there is fumes per hectare.
But the blow was enough. To avoid God's punishments,
The cat dictates a memoir about the Tatars.

Calm down, calm down, melancholy
In my chest!
This is just a saying -
A fairy tale lies ahead.

Thirty-three heroes decided that it was in vain
They took care of the king and the sea.
Everyone took a plot of land, got chickens and sat there
Protecting your destiny out of work.

Having skinned green oak, their guy made a log house,
He became stupid and rude to those around him.
And their former sea guy swore all day long,
At least he had his own plot of land near Moscow.

Calm down, calm down, melancholy
In my chest!
This is just a saying -
A fairy tale lies ahead.

And the mermaid - that's it! - honor did not last long
And one day, as best she could, she gave birth.
Thirty-three men don’t want to know their son:
Let the son of the regiment count for now.

Once upon a time, a sorcerer - a liar, a talker and a laugher -
He suggested to her, like an expert on women’s strings:
Like, mermaid, I’ll understand everything and I’ll take you and my child.
And she went to him as if to prison.

Calm down, calm down, melancholy
In my chest!
This is just a saying -
A fairy tale lies ahead.

Bearded Chernomor, Lukomorsky first thief -
He stole Lyudmila a long time ago, oh, he’s cunning!
He cleverly uses the fact that he can fly:
If you gape, he’ll grab it and tick!

And the carpet plane was handed over to the museum last year -
Curious people are rushing!
And the old brat steals women without fear, don’t whine.
Oh, quickly give him paralysis!

Calm down, calm down, melancholy
In my chest!
This is just a saying -
A fairy tale lies ahead.

I have no urine, no strength, - Leshy somehow didn’t drink enough,
He beat his goblin and screamed:
-Give me a ruble, I’ll kill you, otherwise, am I a breadwinner or who?!
If you don’t give it, then I’ll drink the chisel!

Calm down, calm down, melancholy
In my chest!
This is just a saying -
A fairy tale lies ahead.

And there are no unprecedented animals, all kinds of game.
The rangers came after her in large numbers.
So, it’s no secret: Lukomorye no longer exists.
Everything the poet wrote about is nonsense.

Come on, make way, melancholy,
Don't hurt my soul.
Since this is a saying -
So it's rubbish.

Translation of the lyrics by Vladimir Vysotsky - Lukomorye is no more ("Lukomorye")

Lukomorya no more, from the oaks and follows.
Oak flooring is suitable for - so in fact there:
Out of the hut hefty redneck,
Oaks chopped those coffins.

Rasprekrasno live in houses on chicken legs on,
But all was fear scatterbrain!
Good fellow he was, made the feat of arms -
Grandmother - witch podpoit house burned!

You uymis, uymis longing
I have in my chest!
This is just saying -
Tale ahead.

It really goes the cat, right - so sings
As the left - so bent anecdote,
But the scientist son of a bitch - Zlata chain demolished in Torgsyn,
And to the rescue - one in the store.

Once for God's gift he received a fee:
In Lukomorie fume - per hectare.
But enough of the shot. To avoid God's car,
Cote dictates of Tatars memoir.

You uymis, uymis longing
I have in my chest!
This is just saying -
Tale ahead.

Thirty three knights decided that for nothing
They took care of the king and the sea.
Each took his allotment chickens started and there he sat
Protecting your inheritance irrelevant.

Peeled green oak, uncle of theirs did frame,
With surrounding became stupid and rude.
And swore all day long their former tutor of the sea,
Though its plot was near Moscow.

You uymis, uymis longing
I have in my chest!
This is just saying -
Tale ahead.

A mermaid - that"s the case! - After long treasured
And one day, as I could bear.
Thirty-three same guy - not wanting to know the son:
Let considered until the son of the regiment.

Once a sorcerer - a liar, a chatterbox and Gull -
Offered her , as a connoisseur babskih strings:
Like, mermaid, understand everything and you "ll get with a child.
And she went to him in prison.

You uymis, uymis longing
I have in my chest!
This is just saying -
Tale ahead.

Bearded Chornomor, lukomorsky first thief -
He had long Lyudmila stole, oh, cunning!
Cleverly uses, a thief that he can fly:
Gape - he grabbed - and ticking !

A plane carpetman put in a museum in requested year -
Inquisitive people and rushing!
And without fear cracker women steals, not whine whine.
Oh, hurry him naklich paralysis!

You uymis, uymis longing
I have in my chest!
This is just saying -
Tale ahead.

Nope urine, no power - Goblin somehow Nedopil,
Leshachihu its beat and yelled:
Dai ruble, surf and then I earner Ali who?
And do not give - then prop bit !

I was not wearing any berries? - Again goblin voices.
- And how many kilos of bark to produce?
Screamed izdalya all your fun for,
Well you pity me ruble, oh do aphids!

You uymis, uymis longing
I have in my chest!
This is just saying -
Tale ahead.

And unseen beasts, every game - no it.
Validating her rangers.
So what, then, is not a secret: Lukomorya anymore.
All that the poet wrote - this is nonsense.

Let's parted anguish
My soul is not early.
Now that is saying -
Hence, it is rubbish.

Lukomorye is no more, Am
The oak trees are gone. Am
Oak is suitable for parquet, right? no: Am A7 Dm
Huge goons came out of the hut, Dm Am
They chopped up those oak trees for coffins. Am E Am
It's wonderful to live in houses on chicken legs,
But the helipad appeared to everyone’s fear!
He was a good fellow, he accomplished a feat of arms -
He got the witch grandmother drunk and burned down the house!
You calm down, calm down, melancholy Am Dm Am
In my chest! Am
This is just a saying - Am
The fairy tale is ahead. E7 Am
Here the cat really walks, as if to the right, he sings,
As to the left - so the joke will bend,
But the learned son of a bitch took the golden chain to Torgsin,
And to the rescue one goes to the store.
One day he received a fee for God’s gift:
In Lukomorye there is fumes per hectare.
But the blow was enough. To avoid God's punishments,
The cat dictates a memoir about the Tatars.
Calm down, calm down, melancholy
In my chest!
This is just a saying -
A fairy tale lies ahead.
Thirty-three heroes decided that it was in vain
They took care of the king and the sea.
Everyone took a plot of land, got chickens and sat there
Protecting your destiny out of work.
Having stripped the green oak tree, their uncle made a frame,
He became stupid and rude to those around him.
And their former sea guy swore all day long,
At least he had his own plot of land near Moscow.
Calm down, calm down, melancholy
In my chest!
This is just a saying -
A fairy tale lies ahead.
And the mermaid - that's it! - honor did not last long
And one day, as best she could, she gave birth.
Thirty-three men don’t want to know their son:
Let the son of the regiment count for now.
Once upon a time, a sorcerer - a liar, a talker and a laugher -
He suggested to her, like an expert on women’s strings:
Like, mermaid, I’ll understand everything and I’ll take you and my child.
And she went to him as if to prison.
Calm down, calm down, melancholy
In my chest!
This is just a saying -
A fairy tale lies ahead.
Bearded Chernomor, Lukomorsky first thief -
He stole Lyudmila a long time ago, oh, he’s cunning!
He cleverly uses the fact that he can fly:
If you gape, he’ll grab it and tick!
And the carpet plane was handed over to the museum last year -
Curious people are rushing!
And the old brat steals women without fear, don’t whine.
Oh, quickly give him paralysis!
Calm down, calm down, melancholy
In my chest!
This is just a saying -
A fairy tale lies ahead.
I have no urine, no strength, - Leshy somehow didn’t drink enough,
He beat his goblin and screamed:
-Give me a ruble, I’ll kill you, otherwise, am I a breadwinner or who?!
If you don’t give it, then I’ll drink the chisel!
-Didn’t I carry berries? - Leshy cried again.
-And how many kilos of bark did you bring?
I worked hard from afar, all for your amusement,
You spare me a ruble, oh you aphid!
Calm down, calm down, melancholy
In my chest!
This is just a saying -
A fairy tale lies ahead.
And there are no unprecedented animals, all kinds of game.
The rangers came after her in large numbers.
So, it’s no secret: Lukomorye no longer exists.
Everything the poet wrote about is nonsense.
Come on, make way, melancholy,
Don't hurt my soul.
Since this is a saying -
So it's rubbish.

Lukomorye is no more, the oak trees are gone.
Oak is suitable for parquet, but it’s not:
Hefty rednecks came out of the hut,
They chopped down those oak trees to make coffins.

It's wonderful to live in houses on chicken legs,
But the helipad appeared to everyone’s fear!
He was a good fellow, he accomplished a feat of arms -
He got the witch grandmother drunk and burned down the house!

Calm down, calm down, melancholy
In my chest!
This is just a saying -
A fairy tale lies ahead.

Here the cat really walks, as if to the right, he sings,
As to the left - so the joke will bend,
But the learned son of a bitch took the golden chain to Torgsin,
And to the rescue one goes to the store.

One day he received a fee for God’s gift:
In Lukomorye there is fumes per hectare.
But the blow was enough. To avoid God's punishments,
The cat dictates a memoir about the Tatars.

Calm down, calm down, melancholy
In my chest!
This is just a saying -
A fairy tale lies ahead.

Thirty-three heroes decided that it was in vain
They took care of the king and the sea.
Everyone took a plot of land, got chickens and sat there
Protecting your destiny out of work.

Having stripped the green oak tree, their uncle made a frame,
He became stupid and rude to those around him.
And their former sea guy swore all day long,
At least he had his own plot of land near Moscow.

Calm down, calm down, melancholy
In my chest!
This is just a saying -
A fairy tale lies ahead.

And the mermaid - that's it! - honor did not last long
And one day, as best she could, she gave birth.
Thirty-three men don’t want to know their son:
Let the son of the regiment count for now.

Once upon a time, a sorcerer - a liar, a talker and a laugher -
He suggested to her, like an expert on women’s strings:
Like, mermaid, I’ll understand everything and I’ll take you and my child.
And she went to him as if to prison.

Calm down, calm down, melancholy
In my chest!
This is just a saying -
A fairy tale lies ahead.

Bearded Chernomor, Lukomorsky first thief -
He stole Lyudmila a long time ago, oh, he’s cunning!
He cleverly uses the fact that he can fly:
If you gape, he’ll grab it and tick!

And the carpet plane was handed over to the museum last year -
Curious people are rushing!
And the old brat steals women without fear, don’t whine.
Oh, quickly give him paralysis!

Calm down, calm down, melancholy
In my chest!
This is just a saying -
A fairy tale lies ahead.

I have no urine, no strength, - Leshy somehow didn’t drink enough,
He beat his goblin and screamed:
-Give me a ruble, I’ll kill you, otherwise, am I a breadwinner or who?!
If you don’t give it, then I’ll drink the chisel!

Calm down, calm down, melancholy
In my chest!
This is just a saying -
A fairy tale lies ahead.

And there are no unprecedented animals, all kinds of game.
The rangers came after her in large numbers.
So, it’s no secret: Lukomorye no longer exists.
Everything the poet wrote about is nonsense.

Come on, make way, melancholy,
Don't hurt my soul.
Since this is a saying -
So it's rubbish.