Текст песни Евгения Смольянинова - На сопках Маньчжурии

Quiet all around, the hills are covered with haze,
The moon flashed from behind the clouds
The graves keep peace.

Crosses turn white - these are heroes sleeping.
The shadows of the past circle again
They talk about sacrifices in the fields.

Let our thoughts go to our father's house
Gathered in a young society,
And dashing cornets are spinning in a waltz
Drunk his love spell

How many prophetic dreams have not been solved
How many tender words are unsaid
And tomorrow the officers will be taken to the Far Eastern front at light

Crying bitterly, dear mother crying,
The young wife is crying
Everyone is crying as one person
Evil fate and curse fate!

Quiet all around, the hills are covered with haze,
The moon flashed from behind the clouds
The graves keep peace.

You fell for Russia,
The memory of you will not die.
So sleep the heroes of the Russian land
The Russian people will glorify you!