Why didn’t you throw yourself, Mariette, in the river,
Why didn’t you shut up forever,
When they took your loved boy to recruits, to recruits,
How did your betrothed enter the army?!

I’ll wash out the chamber with hot tears
And I’ll shut the door to the long years,
I’ll bend over the lake with the willow, the willow -
I’ll watch there, like in a mirror, - what’s up with you.

Little grass-little ant - juicy, minty -
She’s breaking without you, the winds are blowing...
The soldier’s portion - military, military:
What, how didn’t the bullets bypass your breast?!

I’ll tramp the deep small path
And I’ll weave my wedding crown in store,
The long plait of my girl -down to the earth, to the ground -
I’ll keep it for my sweetheart - with greyin hair.

Here they’re taking a ring out of my white small saucer,
The round dance will go around sadly in it, -
Let my fortune-telling come true, come true:
Let my betrothed come back in vernal day!

Sing like before merrily, going to the house, you,
Calm me down with quiet tender voice.
But the life of bride - clamps, clamps...
Mariette will wait for you till the end - you just hurry up!