Текст песни Казачья воля - Утром рано весной...

In the morning early, in spring,
On dilut the fortress
Once it rose a gun down;
He sat on the gun
Myself looked at the fortress
Through transparent waves of fog.
The flame popped up a jet,
Smoke spilled wave,
And in the fortress, the hums rolled.
Sabl Namig on the belt,
And dads rack
And the junction ran to the square.
Like Siberian Buran
Started Ataman,
And behind him Esuyuly Dichy.
He is on the gray horse,
Carabiner on his back
On the sides of steel revolvers;
Black Us Spun
Horse back asked
And told us: "Great, guys!
Tomorrow the sun - at sunrise,
Colive in campaign
In the steppe savages, burn auly.
How about this horde
I'll lead you,
And I will go for me to elauly! "
Noisy are built in a row
Sabls threaten loudly,
Developed Cossack banner.
Horses borzy beat
Dust with hooves
And in the eyes of their ferocious flame.
Here rows got dried, -
"With God, children!" - cried.
Cossacks on the saddle rose ...
Slaughtered swords
And Eagle Usachi,
As on the feast, the war rushed to war!