Текст песни Константин Ундров - Конь боевой

Horse fighting with marching packs
The church laughs - waiting for someone.
The fence queen crying with her grandson,
Near, pullets tears pouring.

And the doors of the holy temple
Kazak armored combat
Go to the horse out of the church directly
In a circle of friends and relatives.

Wife to her husband leads a horse,
Nephew delivers peak.
And he said to his father: Listen
Son of my speeches in advance.

When we first come
Serve the Fatherland and the King
Yes, kiss zhenenku Varya
And God bless you.

Take IOHE horse dashing,
He was in my Dobrov.
He is your father's grizzled
On the field issued from the fire. "

Horse fighting with marching packs
The church laughs - waiting for someone.
The fence queen crying with her grandson,
Pretty bitter tears pouring.