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SONGS OF THE RUSSIAN PEOPLE: 9, by                    
First Line: Ah! On the hill a pine-tree stands!
Last Line: His death! Dear lord! Beneath the pine
Subject(s): Russia; Soviet Union;russians


AH! on the hill a pine-tree stands!
Ah! dear lord! a pine-tree stands!
Under the pine a soldier lies!
Ah! dear lord! a soldier lies!
Over the soldier a black steed stands,
With its right hoof tearing up the ground,
Water it seeks for its soldier lord.
"Water, my steed, thou wilt not find.
From the ground the soldier will never rise.
Gallop, my steed, by bank and brae,
By bank and brae, gallop on to my home.
There will come to greet thee a gray-haired dame,
That gray-haired dame is my mother dear.
There will come to greet thee a lady fair, --
That lady fair is my youthful wife, --
To greet thee will little lordlings come, --
Those little lordings my children are.
They will join in caressing thee, my steed, --
They will join in questioning thee, my steed.
Say not, my steed, that I bleeding lie, --
But tell them I serve in my troop, dark steed,
In my troop I serve, my step I gain."
His death gains the soldier beneath the pine,
His death! dear lord! beneath the pine.





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