Текст песни РУТЕНІЯ - Завтра в далеку дорогу

Tomorrow a long journey
His horse saddle,
Chris down the shoulders, |
Poproschayu his mercy. | (2)

Vortex I wormwood field,
Green sea skolyshu,
And forget-a memory |
I'll leave his girlfriend. | (2)

Hey mom were sent
Son, oh, a hawk:
Fortunately for him in battle |
I sincerely begged God. | (2)

A Falcon divchynonka
Red Flower filed,
"Glory to the heroes in country!", |
Following the guerrillas said. | (2)

Hey, there go the guerrillas,
The wind blows them only
And no one serdenyatko |
Longs for them and mliye. | (2)

Tomorrow a long journey
His horse saddle,
Chris let down on the shoulder, |
Poproschayu his mercy. | (2)