Song, Along The Murom's Road... - Translation (Rus.) Poem by Lyudmila Purgina

The old russian song

Along the Murom's road, * Murom is the ancient town in Russia
There stood the three pine-trees...
My lover was then saying
For me: 'Goodbye, my dear! '

He swore me and took oath
To love me, only me...
Not to forget me, never,
On other land till spring...

But one day I have seen strange
And awful, and sad dream:
My lover had got married
And broke oaths his.

But I laughed at this warning,
While day was shining bright...
I couldn't believe, that he was
So cruel to leave behind.

But soon my dream turned real:
In early and green spring
My dear has returned with
The beautiful wife here...

I looked at him from the gateway,
When he was passing by...
He found out me there,
In crowd, with his eyes...

On seeing my hard tears,
He lowered the eyes...
He catched once the idea,
That he had lost me thus...