Na Dvore Dozhd’ – На дворе дождь
Russian, adapted from Trio T. Krasnopevceva, V. Kotova, & P. Terentyeva
This melody comes from Kursk region of Russia, and our text is adapted from a song with roots in Zavgorodne village near Kharkov, Ukraine. Diana Yefanova introduced us to the song; Elena Kallevig helped with the adaptation and translation.
It’s raining in the yard, raining heavily – Oy, not a drizzle, not a sprinkle! It’s pouring buckets, it’s coming down in sheets, and the brother with the sister walk around the new porch. He pets her on the head saying, “Grow up my sister, my dear. You’ll become a grownup soon, and when you do I’ll get you married. I’ll get you married to a distant village, to a family of strangers—strangers who fight all the time. With axes! … Oy.