Текст песни Александр Маточкин - Поехал казак на чужбину далёко

Went Cossack went into exile
on his good horse he raven
native Krajina at the time spokinul
I could not vozvernut in paternal house

vain Cossack wife young
and morning and evening looking north
still waiting waiting from the far edge
when I was a cute Cossack fly

Cossack was dying and begged and he pleaded
to pour a mound of land in the minds of
albeit on the mound native viburnum
growing and beautiful in azure colors
albeit at Kalina stray bird
proschebechet sing about the life of the Cossack