Текст песни OST Поддубный - Поехал казак на чужбину

I went to the Cossack for a foreign land
At the good horse on his raven.
He is the edge, his homeland was impaired,
He does not return to the deceic house.

In vain the Cossack of his young
And the morning, and the evening to the north looks,
Everything is waiting, suits from the distant edge,
When her cute Cossack arrives.

Far from here where blizzards are going,
Frosts crackling loudly crack
Where they moved together and pines and fir,
Under the snow, Cossack bones lie.

Cossack, dying, asked, begging,
Pulling the Kurgan on the grave in the heads:
"Let Kargan's Native
Spring bangs in bright colors.

Let free bird, sitting on Kalina,
Sometimes she will grab about me,
As the Cossack once lived on a foreign land,
He remembered the cute, native side! "