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Поход был объявлен к завтрашнему дню. «Ну, братцы, — сказал Пугачев, — затянем-ка на сон грядущий мою любимую песенку. Чумаков! Начинай!» Сосед мой затянул тонким голоском заунывную бурлацкую песню и все подхватили хором: The departure was fixed for the day following.
"Well, fellows," said Pugatchéf, "let us start my favourite song before going to bed. Chumakov! Lead off!" My neighbour started, with his thin voice, a plaintive Burlak song, and everyone joined in:
"Well, fellows," said Pugatchéf, "let's sing my favourite song before going to bed. Chumakov! Lead it off!" In his thin voice, my neighbour started a plaintive Burlak song and everyone joined in chorus: