Текст песни Кадетский Вальс - В старом замке усадьбы дворянской

In the old castle manor nobility
splashed silver light
at the ball on the eve of the German
She dances with a schoolgirl Cadet
He circled - and alto flute
three accounts whispered to him:
Soul-god, heart - lady
Life - the sovereign, honor - to anyone

And man became a cadet beardless
for seven years, two wars otshagal
and then I met a foreign land
and mourned the loss of the country
and having gone to give chuzhedalnie
I heard a groan ships in Crimea:
Soul - God, the heart - the lady,
life - the sovereign, honor - to anyone!

And in Paris is not easy to be Russian
It is not just now and continue
he returned to his native graveyard,
to the Father on the ground to die.
Where grove pestreet flowers,
where the river clings to the hill:
Soul - God, the heart - the lady,
life - the sovereign, honor - to anyone!