Текст песни Андрей Поляков - Песня о луганском слесаре

GPT 7688, 1938

Across the river beyond Luganka
Fighters walked - row by row,
Going early
Voroshilov detachment.
The clouds flew across the sky
Willows bowed to the winds
Silently mother looked
In the wake of the departed sons.

Chorus:
Listen to the song of war
Look through the darkness and smoke at night
Take care of your native country
Like Lugansk locksmith Klim!

Do not forget Dubovyazka,
Like groves, bottoms
Helmeted Germans
From the Lugansk partisans,
Where the mighty column
To shrapnel whistle and ringing
Voroshilov and Budyonny
Led the army through the Don!

Chorus.

From Arkhangelsk to Crimea
And from the Urals to Altai
Klim's Battle Glory
Flashed from edge to edge.
If a fierce battle breaks out,
The insidious enemy will attack
Us then to new victories
The first marshal will lead!