Текст песни А ну-ка девушки, а ну красавицы... - И. Дунаевский, В. Лебедев-Кумач

Come, come, funny girlfriend,
The country, as a mother loves and calls us!
Everywhere need caring hands
And our master's, women's warm eyes.

Come on, girls! Well, the beauty!
Let us sing about the country!
And let the song sounding glorified
Among the heroes of our names!

For us, the path opened everything,
And his bow brings us to the earth.
No wonder we grow flowers and children
And ears fat field!

And cities and factories, and fields -
All this is our home, and sweet home.
Let the new day will overtake the day yesterday
His cheerful, joyful work!

Rusty, a country where the will of a single
The peoples of all merged into one nation!
Flowers, a country where a woman with a man
In some series, free, go!

Come on, girls! Well, the beauty!
Let them sing about the country pass!
And let the song sounding glorified
Among the heroes of our names!