Bayushki Bayu

This was a project for my world music class. We were to take a YouTube video of a song from another country and transpose it into something different. Here is the link to the video I used: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=WtcDrRS2Y7s Instead of having one male vocal part and a guitar accompaniment, I decided to take Bayushki Bayu, a Russian Lullaby, and make it into an a cappella SSA lullaby. I am singing all three parts, but in the video I am singing Soprano 2. If you would like to follow along with the lyrics, here they are: Spi mladyenets, moi prekrasný, bayushki bayu, tikho smotrit myesyats yasný f kolýbyel tvayu. Stanu skazývat' ya skazki, pyesenki spayu, tý-zh dremli, zakrývshi glazki, bayushki bayu. Sim uznayesh, budit vremya, branoye zhityo, smyelo vdyenish nogu f stremya i vazmyosh ruzhyo. Bogatýr tý budish s vidu i kazak dushoi. Pravazhat' tibya ya výdu, tý makhnyosh rukoi. Spi, mladyenets, moi prekrasný, bayushki bayu. tikho smotrit myesyats yasný f kolýbyel tvayu. Oooh, oooh, ooooh f kolýbyel tvayu. Here are the lyrics to the full poem in English (my version cut out some lyrics to make it shorter): Sleep, good boy, my beautiful, bayushki bayu, quietly the moon is looking into your cradle. I will tell you fairy tales and sing you little songs, but you must slumber, with your little eyes closed, bayushki bayu. The time will come, then you will learn the pugnacious life, boldly you'll stem your foot into the stirrup and take the gun. The saddle-cloth for your battle horse I will sew you from silk. Sleep now, my dear little child, bayushki bayu. You will look like a hero and be a cossack deep in your heart. I will hurry to accompany you, you will just wave your hand. How many secrete bitter tears will I shed that night! Sleep, my angel, calmly, sweetly, bayushki bayu. I will die from longing, I will wait inconsolably, I will pray the whole day long, and at night I'll tell fortunes. I will think that you are in trouble far away in a foreign land. Sleep now, as long as you don't know sorrows, bayushki bayu. I will give you on your way a small holy icon, and when you pray to God, you'll put it right in front of you. When preparing yourself for the dangerous fight please remember your mother. Sleep, good boy, my beautiful, bayushki bayu. Thanks for watching!