Текст песни Эшелон - На Дальнем Востоке

To the east, we're leaving tomorrow,
The plane leaves in the morning -
There flowing Amur River native,
To our Volga, our Dnieper.

We fly, comrade, my dear high
Our way over the taiga prolёg.
Baikal my deep Cupid my wide,
My Far East Soviet!

The edge of the mighty, joyful work
Komsomol, brave, young -
Edge, warmed by the Stalinist care,
Illumined Stalinist star.

Edge're our distant and dear,
If you strike up terrible fights -
Anyone you will not give us,
Time your right.

Go east planes
Tanks progress can not be stopped:
In the battle will go tankers and pilots
In a strange land of the enemy strike.

With the red flag of the country of the Soviets
We'll go to the west and east
To help fight the poor brothers
Against the class enemies of the kingdom.