Текст песни анс. Русичи - Прощай, страна моя, родная

(Front-line folklore)
Goodbye my dear country
Goodbye joy and love
Goodbye young bride
I will not see you again

I'm going to the land not familiar to me
The people there are wild and harsh
I have to fight for freedom
In my fate, the order is as follows

And maybe in a battle with enemies
I will get a medal il cross
Or maybe the padu is defeated
I'm ravenous ravens on troubles

And the corpse is not collected forgotten
Not buried in the blood in the bushes
Forgotten by friends and enemies
He will not rise to the call of the pipe
      
Cute young bride
I want to live, I want to love
But my evil fate fate is harsh
He tells you to forget
    
But no, I will not forget you
Whatever battle I am in
Let them bust your chest with bayonets
They will hurt my head
Then I will die with the words
Bride i love you