Текст песни Константин Куклин - Дымом потянуло

Smoke was drawn, but from the Don River,
Bullets whistled Cossacks.
Cossacks whistled bullets,
Flashed nochiostrye bayonets.

My brother went to brother
Color on color.
The elder brother is married, the youngest there.
White da red so intertwined,
Krovushki vain spilled on the ground.

White da red so intertwined,
Oh, krovushkoy vain spilled on the ground.

He flashed lightning and so on the river.
He broke and was still bloody the battle,
what have I done, my God,
I hacked Jr. with his own hand.

Chub its whitish, rustles in the wind,
my brother snub in kavyle lies,
Forgive protishka could not see,
What I tell mamma you get up mate.

Forgive me for not being able to see,
Oh, what I tell mamma you get up mate.

smoke potyantsula ah yes with Don River
bullets whistling Cossacks
bullets whistling Cossacks
sparkled in the night sharp bayonets

bullets whistling Cossacks
sparkled in the night sharp bayonets