Смуглянка (Smuglyanka)

One summer at dawn
I peeked into the neighboring garden
There was a Moldavian girl
Gathering grapes

I grow red, I grow pale
Suddenly wanted to say
Let's stand by the river
To meet the summer stars!

Curly green maple, carved leaf
I am in love and embarrassed before you
Green maple, yes, curly maple
Yes, curly, carved!

And the Moldavian girl
Answered the lad in a gentle voice
- Partisan, Moldavian
We are forming a squad

Now early in the morning the partisans
Left their native home
The road awaits you
To the dense forest with the partisans

Curly green maple, carved leaf
I am in love and embarrassed before you
Green maple, yes, curly maple
Yes, curly, carved!

And the Moldavian girl
Went into the forest along the path
In that I saw a grievance
That she didn't invite me along

About the Moldavian girl
I often thought at night
Soon again the Moldavian girl
I met in the squad

Curly green maple, carved leaf
I am in love and embarrassed before you
Green maple, yes, curly maple
Yes, curly, carved!