Текст песни Леонид Утёсов - Каховка

Kakhovka, Kakhovka, native rifle,
Hot bullet fly!
Irkutsk and Warsaw, Oryol and Kakhovka -
Stages of a long journey.
The attack thundered and the bullets rang
And evenly scribbled a machine gun.
And our girl walks in an overcoat,
Burning Kakhovka goes.

Under the hot sun, under the blind night,
We had a lot to go through
We are peaceful people, but our armored train
Stands on the side track.

Do you remember, comrade, how you fought together,
How the storm embraced us.
Then we both smiled through the smoke
Her blue eyes.
So let's remember our fighting youth,
So let's drink to our deeds
For our country, for our native Kakhovka,
Where our girl lived.

Under the hot sun, under the blind night,
We had a lot to go through
We are peaceful people, but our armored train
Stands on the side track.