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С​е​р​г​е​й С​т​а​р​о​с​т​и​н & М​а​р​и​о "​П​р​о​щ​е п​р​о​с​т​о​г​о​" / Sergey Starostin & Mario - As Easy as Pie (SKMR​-​012)

by Sergey Starostin & Mario Kaldararu

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1. SPRING In the forest, in the forest Two birches stand near On the first birch A cuckoo cuckooes A cuckoo cuckooes Telling not the whole truth On the other birch A nightingale twitters A nightingale twitters Telling the whole truth As the guelder-rose Would not be sweeter than the raspberry As the mother-in-law Would not be better than the own mother As the sisters-in-law Would not be better than the own sisters As the brothers-in-law Would not be better than the own brothers So the father-in-law Would not be better than the own father Hey you, field birdie Where did you spend the night? First night in the forest Second night in the bush Third night near the road There the skomorokhs passed by Each cut off a twig Each made a fife Oh, don’t play the fife Don’t wake my father My father is over the river He’s drinking green wine He’s drinking away my plait
2. SWORN SISTERS Oh my dear sworn sisters My dear friends When you go to the green garden Take me too When you pick the flowers Pick for me too When you twine the wreaths Twine for me too When you go to the Danube-river Take me too When you throw the wreaths in the river Throw my one too All the wreaths swim on the water And my one sank All the boyfriends came back from the war My one is not there He doesn’t come back, doesn’t write me letters He seems to have forgot me
3. SHEPHERDS We woke up early We washed our faces We walked around the field Appealing to St. George Praising St. Macarius Oh, Brave George Oh, Reverend Macarius Guard our cattle In the field and over the field In the forest and over the forest Under the lucid sun Under the bright moon Save it from the fierce beast Save it from the artful beast Save it from the crafty bear
4. GIRLS Girls joined their hands They began the round dance They began the round dance All the people had a fun And because the bygone love One lad played a joke One lad played a joke For fun he treaded on my leg For fun he treaded on my leg His boot broke my shoe His boot broke my shoe And stained my white stocking Oh, I don’t feel sorry for the shoe I feel sorry for the white stocking The shoe was purchased by my father The stocking is my sweetheart’s present
5. TANYA Tanya-Taniushka, Tanya white Tanya is white and ruddy-cheeked Ruddy-cheeked and dark-browd Dark-browd and dark-eyed She dances not according to our custom She dances according the Turkish custom She moves dansing to the voevode`s courtyard And voevode`s son Is standing on the porch He is standing on the porch and looking at Tanya Oh, how white Tanya is How white and ruddy-cheeked she is I love Tanya, I will marry her I will marry her, buy for her shoes White Tanya was frightened Changed her countenance She drowned herself in the river All the people were astonished All the churches opened the doors All the people go to the church Carry white Tanya to the burial service 5. ТАНЯ Таня-Танюшка, Таня белая Таня белая, все румяная Все румяная, чернобровая, Чернобровая, черноглазая Да водила танцы не по-нашему Да не по-нашему, по турецкому Да подводила танцы под воеводин двор А воеводин сын На крыльце стоит Да на крыльце стоит да на Таню глядит Да что за Танюшка, что за белая Что за белая, да за румяная А я Таню люблю, за себя возьму За себя возьму, башмачки куплю Да белая Таня испужалася Да с белого личика изменилася Да в речке Танюшка утопилася Все людюшки удивилися Все церковки отворилися Все людюшки в церковь идут А Таню белую отпевать несут
6. HEAD Oh, my wild head is ill My wild head is ill Because of the green wine Because of the green wine My head is drunk Oh, I will wake up, a young man To drink some water Oh, I wouldn’t drink water The dip-buckets are empty My wife seems to leave me Oh, I will go, a young man I will go into the street Oh, I will cry, a young man I will cry loudly Oh, come back home Oh, give me Spring water to drink But I can’t see her tracks I can’t hear her voice Just the feather grass Bows downward Speaking as a human Speaking aloud As the sun will not shine Brighter than in the summer So we will not live together Better than in the old days 6. ГОЛОВА Ой, да болит моя буйная голова Болит моя буйная голова Да со зеленого вина Да со зеленого вина Голова да моя пьяна Ой, да я встану, молодец Да воды попью Ой, не напиться мне воды Стоят ведерцы пусты Знать жена да меня бросила Ой, да я выйду, молодец Да на улицу Ой, да закричу я, молодец Да громким голосом Да воротись домой Да напои меня Ключевой водой Не видать нигде следов Не слыхать нигде голоса Лишь ковыль-трава Да приклоняется Да речи говорит Человечьим голосом Как не светить солнышку Да ярче летнего Так не жить нам с тобой Да лучше прежнего
7. ZALIVOCHKA (quaveringly singing girl) Oh, zalivochka, zalivochka, thin little nose My zalivochka, you seem to have a good voice Oh, my darling didn’t love me, now she will love She’ll come to my bed, but there will be no one to love Oh, it wasn’t my will, she set the bench herself Oh, it wasn’t my will, she made me love her herself The carpet is black, I spread my jacket there Get used, my girl, to sleep sideways Oh, I love you, zalivochka, for the good play When I die, I`ll ask zalivochka to play Oh, I will be taken to the army, oh, mama, I wouldn’t like it My darling will remain alone and someone else will get her ЗАЛИВОЧКА Ой, заливочка, заливочка - тонюсенький носок Знать у тебя, моя заливочка, хороший голосок Ой, меня милка не любила, а теперь будет любить Подойдет к моей кроватке - станет некого любить Ох, я не сам, она сама скамеечку поставила Ох, я не сам, она сама меня любить заставила Дорожка черная-пречерная стелю я пиджачок Ты привыкай, моя девчоночка, ложиться на бочок Ой, за веселую игру я заливочку люблю Ох, когда стану помирать, велю заливочку сыграть Ох, во солдатушки сдадут, ох мамушка не хочется А милая останется, ближей кому достанется
8. LITTLE LARK Sing, sing, little lark On the high mountain On the thawed patch, warmed with the sun Make you heard through the grey woods, Through the dark forest To the stone Moscow I`ve been sitting here for neither one, nor two years On the third year I wrote a letter To my father and my mother My father and my mother didn`t answer me I wrote a letter to my young wife My young wife didn`t give me up She answered me ЖАВРАНЕНОЧЕК Ты воспой, воспой жавраненочек На крутой горе На проталинке, на пригреленке Ты подай голос через серый бор Через темный лес В Москву каменну Я ж не год не сижу и не два года Как на третий год письмо писать Отцу с матерью Отец с матерью не ответили Стал письмо писать молодой жене Молодая жена не отказалася Мне ответила
9. DEEP Deep, deep The ore in the ground Deep, deep The water in the well My grief is deeper My sorrow is deeper Wide, wide The river overflowed Wide, wide The fields lie The light of grace is wider My happiness is wider Far, far my horse ran away Far, far my horse skipped away Far, far, I wouldn’t reach him Far, far, I wouldn’t catch him My sadness is farther My anguish is farther High, high the falcon flew away High, high the falcon flew away High, high the falcon rose up High behind the clouds the falcon flew away My joy is higher My love is higher ГЛУБОКО Глубоко, глубоко Под землею руда Глубоко, глубоко В колодезе вода Глубже того мое горе, Глубже того мои скорби Широко, широко Разлилась река Широко, широко Разлеглись поля Шире того свет благодати Шире того мое счастье Далеко, далеко убежал мой конь Далеко, далеко ускакал мой конь Далеко, далеко не догнать его Далеко, далеко не поймать его Дальше того моя печаль Дальше того моя тоска Высоко, высоко улетел сокол Высоко, высоко улетел сокол Высоко, высоко поднялся сокол Высоко за облака улетел сокол Выше того моя радость Выше того моя любовь
Oh, manna from heaven. Don’t worry about Deceit. Poison and lips. I cover myself With the morning grass. Pitch darkness between. Needle-dream. I prick. Arose just to live, Thread-veins are so thin. Afraid.


Concert in DOM Club

This album represents the alive record, made in the concert in “DOM” Center. Its participants – the well-known specialist in the Russian folklore, singer and musician Sergey Starostin and the percussionist Mario, working in the ethnic style – did not rehearse, they just played a little before the concert and took its course. That is why they called the album “As easy as a pie”.

There we meet alive folklore – naive and ecological art. The record was successful because naivete and purity cause freedom and lightness. On the other hand, these spontaneity, freedom and simplicity are marked with high professional level of the participants of this project, as well as with successful experience of various collaborations, including the advance guard.

Sergey Starostin graduated the conservatoire, Mario took part in the abroad tours in the amount of art-jazz-trio “Trigon”. Both, being the creative personalities, regard every kind of art positively, willingly taking part in various experiments.

The voice of Sergey in harmonious union with the sound of folk aerophones and ethnic percussion create the world, full of great fascination, deepness and power.

“I am so glad, that we have played this concert and the record was made successfully. I seem, than the project turned out well. Our good mood stayed on the record, and the fact, that there was no rehearse, created spontaneously the spirit of such a lightness and simplicity.”

All turned out as easy, as a pie: two good men gathered together, they treat each other with respect and interest, and they sang and played for their own pleasure, and we can share this pleasure now.


released September 1, 2004

Sergey Starostin – vocal ( 1,2,3,4,5,6,7,8,9,11 ), horn ( 3 ), prosvirelka (reed-pipe) ( 1,10 ), gusli ( 7,9 )
Mario Kaldararu – gorshki (clay percussion) (4,7,10), barabanka (shepherd’s alarm instrument) (3), darbuka (5,6), kowbell (11), drums (1,2,10).


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