«Отава Ё» — музыкальная фолк-группа из Санкт-Петербурга.
Как самостоятельная группа сложились к 2005 году.
Музыканты используют волынку, гусли, скрипку, перкуссию и гитары.
Группа активно концертировала и выступала на множестве этно- и фолк-фестивалях в разных странах, в том числе на фестивалях «Дикая мята», «WOMAD», «Мир Сибири», «Kaustinen folk festival» и других; на выставке «WOMEX-2014».
Гастролирует по странам СНГ и Европы.

Видео : «Бумбара́ш» — советский двухсерийный музыкальный телефильм 1971 года по мотивам ранних произведений и одноимённой повести Аркадия Гайдара.

I'll be taken as soldier,
And who I'll be serving for,
Father old, mum is dying,
Pregnant granddad is lying on the floor.
Sweetheart, I've prayed to God
On the highest hill,
So I won't be taken to the army,
At war I won't be killed.
I'll go to the army
For three years to the war,
What about my dark eyed girl, who will look for her?
Riga city, Riga city.
Riga- city nice and clean,
What kind of soldier I'm- I'm only seventeen.

Chorus:
Leaves are start to fall, Autumn is coming,
Recruits with harmonica start walking the streets.
I was cutting, I was sawing, tobacco pouch from off-cuts,
I've gone out and I've loved the boy from the recruits.
I'm not guilty though, my good looking,
We were separated by the damn conscription.
Darling riding on the black horse for the last day,
On the steam train as a soldier, he'll be taken away.
My darling, my joy, I'm in love, but you're gone,
You're gone to war, and left me to grieve for ever more.

Chorus:
On the station the lights are left to burn
Friend was taken to the army, I've left to cry alone.
Why are you, sweetheart, crying for me, am I your family?
Why, my dear, I shouldn't cry- as orphan you've left me.
Hey, you, mummy dear, why you're saving money
Mum start to cry, and said:" Son, you'll go to the army".
Hey, you, scribe, hairy devil, you wrote my name on the list,
And when I've reached my nineteen, I've become a soldier.
Damn war, what has it done,
So many girls, so many woman, it made them orphans.

Chorus:
Hey you, my darling, the war is on,
I'll be taken to the war, and you'll be left alone.

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