Текст песни Славяне - Пой, играй, гармошка

Train from Tambov
Hurtling through the fields,
young Man
It is lucky for battles.

Chorus:
Sing, play, accordion,
He goes first platoon.
Long-distance track
Fellows calls.

Somewhere beyond the mist,
There, in the land of their own,
At the river meadow,
In a clearing house ...

Chorus.

Perhaps a long night
Devonki sleeps -
Rowan-berry
To her knocking on the window ...

Chorus.

Nothing, comrade
Honey, do not be sad -
To lodge the native
Again, the way to come.

Chorus.

Turn around, squeeze you
Sing, rifle platoon!
The bullet will not touch us,
Death will not take us.

Chorus:
Sing, play, accordion,
He goes first platoon.
Long-distance track
Fellows calls.