Текст песни А. Галич - Прощание славянки

Again, boundless expanse before me ,
Vast prairie and sky blue .
Do not be sad are you, my darling ,
And his dark brows not frowning !

Next , for a platoon platoon
Pipe battle calls!
I came from GHQ
The order for delivery -
And then it's time to march !

In the smoky morning , in the early twilight ,
Under the laughter and under the gun bang ,
Care we fight and in exile
With this march on the dusty lips .

Do not be sad Well for us , our lovely ,
There , far away , in one's own edge!
We are all the same - home , peace ,
Though we walk in the soldiers' ranks.