Coachman, do not rush the horses
How sad, foggy around,
My way is melancholy, desolate,
And the past seems a dream,
Torments my aching breast.
Coachman, do not whip up the horses,
I have no more a place to hasten to,
I have nobody to love any more,
Coachman, do not whip up the horses.
How I crave among the gloomy plains,
To forget faithlessness and love,
But memory - my malicious Lord -
Evokes the past all over again.
Coachman, do not whip up the horses,
I have no more a place to hasten to,
I have nobody to love any more,
Coachman, do not whip up the horses.
It was all just lies and deceit.
Farewell to my dreams and peace,
But the pain of unclosed wounds
Will remain eternally with me.
Coachman!
Do not rush your horse!
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Leonid Kharitonov - Coachman, do not rush the horses
Dmitri Hvorostovsky - Coachman, do not rush the horses
2/12/11 musicgarden
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