Centre of Contemporary Arts “DAKH” presents the first studio CD of ethno-chaos band “DakhaBrakha”

(Nina Garenetska, Oleksandra Kleynis, Iryna Kovalenko, Olena Tsybulska, Marko Halanevych)

Project – Vladyslav Troitskyi

Art-manager – Iryna Gorban’

Pictures  - Tetyana Vasylenko

Design – Marko Halanevych

 

  1.  1. Sho z-pod duba
  2. 2. Rusalochky
  3. 3. Pani
  4. 4. Za duby
  5. 5. Oy, u Kyevi
  6. 6. Na dobranich
  7. 7. Afryka
  8. 8. Kozak
  9. 9. Vesna Chilly
  10. 10. Yahudky
  11. 11. Dibrova

 

Some tracks from this CD are used in the performances of “MysticalUkraine ” project of Centre of Contemporary Arts “DAKH”: “Prologue to “Macbeth”, “Richard III. Prologue”, “King Lear. Prologue”

 

 

 

 

 

Thanks to:

Ivan Synelnikov, sofiya Zhekova, Oksana Milevska, KLIM, Andrash Kozma, Olena Vydrych, Tamara Malkova and Olha Mykhaylyuk (festival “Sheshory”), Ditmar Shtyudemann, Peter Calshow, Kostya Bush, Martinu Gulesky, Yevgen Karas, Nina Matviyenko, Petro Gonchar, Viktor Popov, bratam Kapranovy, Pasha Nechitaylo, Ihor Gayday, Oleksey Kohan, Konstantyn Spilka, Valeryi Hladunets, Oleksiy Nuzhnyi, NatashaPainterMarynenko, Sel, Sasha Sereda, Shambler, actors of theatre “Dakh”, our parents and all, who help us and love us.

 

 

Good night

Good night, Galyunyu, already we are coming
Already we are going to take away your maidenhood

Take it, take it, matchmakers, don’t quarrel
Look back when you will go out of the gates

When you will go out of the gates into a wide field
Throw my maidenhood into a blue sea

Let my maidenhood flow with a water
And may it not find me, the quean.

 

To the oaks

To the oaks, girls, to the oaks -2
There are white doves behind the oaks

There are white doves behind the oaks -2
Their coo is in my head

Their coo is in my head -2
They didn’t let me sleep

They didn’t let me sleep -2
They broke our couple

 

Hoi, in Kiev

Hoi, in Kiev, upon a stone

Refrain
Hoi, play thee, the sea, play thee, the sea
Let the earth rejoice

Hoi, there painters are painting a church

R.

They are painting the church with three domes

R.

The church with three domes and three windows

R.

In the first window there is a bright sun

R.

Phoebe is shining into the second window

R.

Jesus Christ flied into the third window

 

Mermaids

I will see off mermaids even to four coniferous forests
And, myself, the quean, will return to my fathers yard

I’ll see off mermaids to the coniferous forest
And I’ll return to the house

I’ll see off mermaids to a pit
And I’ll return to my mother

We ensnared with rue and mint
For mermaids not to come to us anymore

 

Lady

A lady was going through a forest, through a forest
And she wore a fur coat in nine skirts, in nine skirts

She wore a fur coat, a shabby fur coat, a shabby fur coat
A green oak wood is smoking, is smoking

A green oak wood is smoking, is smoking
Women’s dole is grieving, is grieving

A green oak wood is burning, is burning
A girl’s dole is walking free, is walking free

A green oak wood is smoldering, is smoldering
A boy’s dole is swaggering, is swaggering

 

Africa

My green friend, white blossom
Why my beloved doesn’t come

I would write a letter but I can’t
I would send an envoy but dare not

I reaped and I didn’t lie still
I reaped three sheafs

I reaped one in the morning
And another one at midday

Come, a man Prokopon’ko
Take a cock

Up there on a mountain grooms are reaping corn
Boys are coming through a wide valley

Walk slowly, grooms
And don’t take a new corn

For my reapers are tired
And took some new corn

 

Kozack

Hoi up on a mountain a fire is burning
And in a valley a cozack is laying, one, two – 2

Cut and shoot through
Covered by a mantle, one, two – 2

His eyes are covered by sedge
And his legs are covered by a mantle, one, two – 2

A raven is croaking over his head
And his horse is crying at his feet, one, two – 2

Run thee, horse on a road
On a wide road, one, two – 2

 

Caddis flies chill out

Wintering, waiting for a spring -2
Sang a spring song

Wintering, waiting for a spring -2
I span nothing

I span nothing -2
But two clews

Lady caddis-fly - 2
Where were you wintering

Hoi, in a forest on a mountain
An owl blows upon water -2

There a boy buys
Bread for a girl -2

Eat thee, girl
I will buy some more -2

And don’t tell your mother
What I love you -2

But how can I not to tell
When she will ask -2

A thunder is heard
Behind a mountain -2

A thunder is heard -2
A cloud is seen -2

A cloud is seen -2
It’s raining -2

It’s raining -2
Rue sprouted -2

Rue sprouted -2
With a periwinkle -2

A wreath -2
For each girl -2

 

Oak-wood

Hoi there in oak wood
A girl is herding bullocks
Hey herding the bullocks
She lost them

Hoi herding the bullocks
She lost them
Hey she went to look for them
And lost her way

Hoi she wandered
In a green forest
In a green forest
And came to a green oak

The black raven
Is croaking on the green oak
The girl is crying
Under the green oak

Hoi you black raven
You are sitting high
You are sitting high
You see widely

You are sitting high
You see widely
Don’t you see
Bullocks in oak wood

Don’t you see
Bullocks in oak wood
Bullocks in oak wood
And my father in a house

The bullocks are in oak wood
And your father is in the house
He is walking around the yard
And wringing his hands

Hoi grey bullocks
It is time for you to drink water
I will never
Forget my child.

 

From under the oak

From under the oak, from under the root
From under the oak, from under the root
Water flows in a brook
Water flows there in a brook

Ivanko is watering his horse

Ivanko is watering his horse
And the horse does not drink water

The horse doesn’t drink water
And he knocks it in its head

Don’t knock me in my head
And I will be useful to you

 

Berries

Hoi I’m taking berries
And can’t take them
And all the people are laughing at me

Stay, you, berries in a boron
Because I’m going home at the dawn

Hoi, I will cry out, let the forest hear
Let my mother cook the dinner

Hoi, the path to a boron, to a boron
A girl wanted to go home

Let me be, the boy, at the place you took me from
So that my wreath wouldn’t fade

It won’t fade, girl, it won’t fade
I’ve got a sister
And she will take care of it

Hoi, I will cry out, let the forest hear
Let my mother pour in the evening


 
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