Саратовская гармонь, до мажор, кусковая, голоса мастеровые ручной наклепки, мастер О.Аристархов, группа в Контакте
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Диатонический звукоряд с 10 кнопками в правой руке охватывает неполных три октавы (на разжим-сжим на одной и той же кнопке звучат разные ноты)
Saratov Garmon, C major, lumpy, voices workshop hand clamps, master O.Aristarchov, group in Contact
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Diatonic sound with 10 buttons in the right hand covers incomplete three octaves (different notes sound on open-press on the same button)
Song "On Don walks"
On Don walks,
On Don walks,
On Don walks
Kazak is young.
And the girl is crying there,
And there the virgin cries,
And there the virgin cries
Over a fast river.
- About what, the girl, you cry,
What the girl is crying about,
What the girl is crying about,
What are tears lying about? "
"How can I not cry?
And how do I not cry,
And how do I not cry,
Tears of the bitter don 't lie?
She was young,
She was young,
She was young.
I slept in the cradle.
At age became,
But at age she became,
But at age she became -
Went to the gypsy girl.
The gypsy was wondering,
The gypsy was wondering,
The gypsy was wondering,
She took the pen.
"Not to be you, girl,
Not to be you, girl,
Not to be you, girl,
Married wife.
Sink, girl,
Sink, girl,
Sink, girl,
On the wedding day of his own. "
"Don 't believe it, dear.
Don 't believe it, darling,
Don 't believe it, darling,
Don 't believe anyone.
Believe me, dear,
Believe me, dear,
Believe me, dear,
Just me alone.
Let 's go get married,
Let 's go get married,
Let 's go get married,
I 'll build a bridge.
Here I hear the message,
Here I hear the message,
Here I hear the message -
The scissors are humming.
Probably, probably,
Probably, probably,
Probably, probably
The bride is being driven.
Here the horse stumbled,
Here the horse stumbled,
Here 's the horse stumbling
And stitched off the bridge.
The bride fell,
The bride fell,
Bride Fell
Cool banks.
At first she screamed,
At first she screamed,
At first she screamed.
"Goodbye, Mother, Father!"
The second time I cried,
The second time I cried,
The second time she cried:
"Goodbye, white light!"
And in the third screamed,
And in the third screamed,
And in the third she cried:
"Goodbye, my dear!
Probably, probably,
Probably, probably,
Probably, probably,
Don 't live with you! "