Translation of the song Доня artist Grai

Вздумала мати

The mother had it in her head

Доню домой покликати:

To call her Donya home

«Подь, поди, Доня,

Now come and spend here at the stead

Ко двору ночевати.»

The night, my Donya, come.

Вздумала мати

The mother had it in her head

Доню замуж давати,

And had it as a plan,

Замуж ее за стараго

To have her young, fair Donya wed

Мужа, мужа за худаго.

An old and ugly man.

Она стараго сердцем

But she disliked with all her heart

Его невзлюбила,

The agèd man, in part and whole,

Духу его не взрадела, не стерпела.

She couldn't stand his very soul.

Из горницы его прогоняла,

She chased him right out of the room

Чадом, угаром его провожала.

And saw him off with rage and fume.

По сеничкам веничком

There with a broom she swept the hall,

След заметала,

The trace of him that day

По лесенкам камешком

Along the stairs, she threw it all,

Вслед бросала

A little stone, away.