Текст песни Омский русский сибирский народный хор - Гибель Ермака

On the bank of a steep but at high
It was a tent Ermak,
And yes on the river Irtysh deep
There was nepogodushka afar.

And with cloud thunderstorm but with bad weather
Angry Khan Kuchum crept up to Irtysh ...
Shumel surf but were torn tackle,
They fly up fragments of reeds.

Boomed over the storm water Steep
The wind howled then crying, then laughing.
And hidden mist, with saber curve
enemy noiselessly crept like a snake

Ermak cried: "To fight for the Holy Rus!
Sparkle swords, blood waters the fields.
Irtysh tossed a wave of gray,
And the earth trembled from lightning.

On the shore so steep on high,
Where thunder, combustible stone either anchored.
Inscription on stone: "In deep Irtysh
Ermak mighty wakeless sleeps "