Текст песни Российская Империя - Гимн Сибирского казачьего войска

The harsh silence enveloped ,
Shining with gold domes
Temple Troop , its tocsin ,
The circle convenes Cossacks .

Behind the face of St. Nicholas
Rvanёm from its sheath shine blades .
For the honor of Siberia and Altai ,
Die under the flags of the regiments .

In a disturbing hour Cossack roots,
Cut steel and lead.
But still we honor and remember
Covenants, fathers and grandfathers .

We , the children of the Cossack freemen
Cohesion friendship forever ,
Under the bells of church belfries ,
Sing to the glory of Ermak .

Lights dawn bloody banner ,
He kisses the ground ringing horseshoes .
Sons of Siberia firm step
Enter in the brotherhood of the Cossacks .