For those who are getting fed up with cancel culture, here's a translation of the lyrics: Refrain Yo, heave ho! Yo, heave ho! Once more, once again, still once more Yo, heave ho! Yo, heave ho! Once more, once again, still once more 1. Now we fell the stout birch tree, Now we pull hard: one, two, three. Ay-da, da, ay-da! Ay-da, da, ay-da! Now we pull hard: one, two, three. Refrain 2. As we walk along the shore, To the sun we sing our song. Ay-da, da, ay-da! Ay-da, da, ay-da! To the sun we sing our song. This song was sung by burlaks, or barge-haulers, on the Volga River. This always sad- sounding song, for those who might be wondering is in the ancient Phrygian mode.