Текст песни анс. им. Александрова - Песня Доваторцев

Dovator's song
Music: Vano Muradeli
Words: Jr. political instructor I. Karmazin

Through the dense forests, with a merry song,
With sharp blades, on dashing horses,
Kuban people are moving, Cossack guardsmen,
To deal with the enemy valiantly in battles.

Chorus:
Eh, hit the Kuban people!
Cut it, guards!
Defeat the vile fascists, give no mercy!
To a glorious victory, to defend the Motherland
Dovator, our favorite general, drove us.

With the name of Dovator, a brave commander,
We were walking towards the enemy in a formidable avalanche.
Where did the Dovatorians go - the Kuban Cossacks
The hordes of Hitlerites have found death for themselves!

Chorus.

We marked our way with glorious victories,
We beat the fascists, we beat and we will beat:
Cannons, grenades, mines, machine guns,
Cut with machine guns and chop with a blade!

Chorus.

1942