Ходят кони 💯
This Russian folk ballad starts with delicate balalaika and plaintive strings, unfolding at a slow tempo. Subtle woodwinds and accordion enrich the verses. Orchestral brass and lush percussion gradually swell, driving an emotional crescendo before a subdued, poignant finale.
Ходят кони 💯
This Russian folk ballad starts with delicate balalaika and plaintive strings, unfolding at a slow tempo. Subtle woodwinds and accordion enrich the verses. Orchestral brass and lush percussion gradually swell, driving an emotional crescendo before a subdued, poignant finale.
Lyrics
🌊 Horses Walk Above the River
Horses walk above the river,
Searching for a stream to drink.
Down below — but they don’t shiver,
Steep the bank and sharp the brink.
No deep hollow, no clear passage,
No poor path along the side…
What’s a thirsty horse to manage?
Even pride must now subside.
Then the buckskin leaps, unshaken!
From that cursed, rugged height —
Oh, black river, raw and aching,
How you shimmer in the night.
Horses walk above the river,
Looking for a stream to drink.
Still they linger, fear the shiver —
Steep the bank and sharp the brink.
Ходят кони над рекою
Ищут кони водопою
К речке не идут -
Больно берег крут
Ни ложбиночки глубокой
Ни тропиночки убогой
Как же коням быть?
Кони хочют пить
!Вот и прыгнул конь буланый!
С этой кручи окаянной
Ах, черная река
Как ты глубока
Ходят кони над рекою
Ищут кони водопою
К речке не идут -
Больно берег крут