Текст песни Моя дерзкая правда - Дружина Иоанна Предтечи

Thams of our shoulders,
And in Kotomki Acrides and Honey,
That we are a formidable friend's forerunner,
Slavostloim crusade.

Because we are in serving harsh
To Jordan saint call
What are we, purses,
There will be a warrior with a sword.

Yes, blonde lats take off!
Yes, the golden spear shifts!
I, unmarck of glory herald,
Gave the heart of his heart ...

Yes, it will take! ... High shoulders
Having worst on a white meadow
I am hiking songs like candles,
Before the face of Russia Zazhga!

Ivan Savin
1923