Слова песни Artie Shaw and His Orchestra — Prosschai

Now here's an ancient Russian story
That sings of love, in all its glory!
It's called Prosschai, which means
Goodbye, goodbye,
Don't cry, I'll soon be returnin' to you,
Don't cry dearest one, Prosschai!
I love you dearly,
I long for you sincerely
Every night when the Russian moonlight
Reminds me we've said Prosschai.
Prosschai! Goodbye! Prosschai!
Let's kiss and say farewell,
Prosschai! Goodbye! Prosschai!
It means so long- goodbye!