Your bleeding eyes, within this misery
Your vanished hopes through the history
I can't remember how many reasons
Ran away from this, towards a promise land
What is that pain pushing us into the carriage, chasing peace?
Go!
Командарм велел – и точка
(The commander gave the marching order)
машет беленьким платочком
(Hand with white handkerchief waves)
Дона синяя рука
(Farewell to blue Don River)
Throughout the seasons we cried for a dream
The wind change rattle on this rails
How many troubled men lay on this train?
How many illusions they had to sell…
Командарм велел – и точка
(The commander gave the marching order)
машет беленьким платочком
(Hand with white handkerchief waves)
Дона синяя рука
(Farewell to blue Don River)
That's enough! Enough!
The Soviet dream, the Soviet train will go far
Illusions of freedom – We will destroy you
Aware of this train, blowing and almighty
Pride upon my face toward my last mirage
With these certainties amidst the sweetest glory
Step by step… truth after truth
All things happen along this mystic rail
All things happen through this revenge
