Текст песни Песни гражданской войны - На Дальний Восток

Farm compositions go, the words farewell are ringing,
Let there have a lot of wide and sun roads,
But the best road - in the edges where things are a lot,
To loved and beloved, at the Far East.

In a minute of parting, tell me: "Goodbye",
Already noise over us road breeze.
We go to the guard of the world to fighters and commanders,
To loved and beloved, at the Far East.

To the struggle, to work, to the combat of friends with friends,
Traffic lights are open, the beep flies into the open space.
In the heat, rains and blizzards will always go girlfriends
To loved and beloved, at the Far East.

Merry brigades, girlish detachments
We are going to the edge of harsh work and anxiety.
And if necessary in life - the order will give a dedication:
To loved and beloved, at the Far East.