- 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.
- 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!