Текст песни Хор Красной Армии - Шли по степи полки казачьи с Дону

We walked across the steppe Cossack regiments with Don,
One Cossack only head bowed.
Oh, one Cossack bored at home
The horse's mane on the occasion dropped.

Oh, curls scattered in all directions.
About the house Dumka tormented him.
Oh, in what he looked blue steppe,
And given that nothing can be seen.

He shook his head Cossack Chubatov
He said to his companions with melancholy:
& Quot; Oh, izbolelos heart young,
Oh, how my brothers, want to go home & quot;

Fly quickly Dorozhen'ka-road
Dispel Cossack Duma and longing.
Ah, the buck raised his horse dashing
And he whistled saber sharp gallop.

And the steppe army with loud glory
All the coming and coming singing nightingale.
Feather, dear side,
Take riders on red bow.