Ivan's Mother:
Ivan, my son.
Ivan:
Yes mama, what is it now?
Ivan's Mother:
You must take care!
Ivan:
Don't worry!
Ivan's Mother:
You musn't forget your mother, Ivan!
Ivan:
Don't worry!
Ivan's Mother:
You mustn't harm the weak!
Ivan:
Don't worry!
Ivan's Mother:
Honour those who are old!
Ivan:
Don't worry!
Singer #1:
[
singing] Oh, you dear boy, Ivan. Come to meet me at the gate! I got a brand-new sarafan, all of silk and lace it's made!
Singer #2:
[
singing] Vania, Vania, wait a bit, where have you been to? Don't pass by, we must meet. Look into my window!
Group of Singers:
[
singing] Please, Ivan, don't leave forever, on the porch we'll sit together. Of an apple, take a bite, we'll be talking, side by side.
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