Текст песни КАЗАЧОК - Советская модная песня о казаках

At the Don Star Runaround
Throughout windows lit fire
The entire village of homes out
All calls cheerful accordion

A quick glance she scanned the girls
Young Curly boy
Invites a slender maiden
In a cheerful dance "servant boy".

One, two, three "servant boy"
So dance
Oh, and dance "servant boy".

Flashed red stripes
On the ground is trembling from Place
The old men on the sidelines sharpen fritters
So busy was the youth

Well squeeze motif prints
We have not seen such an old time
Suddenly forgetting aged out
One hundred and two-year-old grandfather Shchukar

In the sky the bright stars were extinguished
All the more clearly lit dawn
Hunted barely old home
His wife Shchukar.

A column of dust whirls Don
Not who is not sorry for his boots
With peresvistom dancing the whole village
Merry Dance "servant boy".