Текст песни Виктор Верстаков - Кавалергарды и драгуны

Guardiangards and dragoons
Speadronously gone in the century,
reins throwing, breaking the strings
And throwing out the burnt of the regiment.

Goodbye, maneuvers, farewell, parades,
Farewell, eyes from under the handkerchief,
Goodbye, arrests, farewell, rewards,
Shrapnel haze and whistling blade.

We didn't break the neck in the gallop
then a suggestion, and then?
We didn't go to the whole race
In the Tsareva Hall, in Kurknya Vest?

Trenzel blacks, rust strips,
The saddle fumbled, the blade will bend.
Ah, there were people, ah, there was time
Ah, there were horses, ah, there was a handkerchief ...