Текст песни Русские народные песни - Славное Море, Священный Байкал

Glorious sea, sacred Baikal,
Glorious ship - omulёvaya barrel.
Hey, Barguzin, get on the ball shaft -
Well done to sail nedalechko.

For a long time I voiced chain dragged,
I was stifling in the mountains Akatuyev,
Old Comrade run benefits,
Alive I will Pochuev.

Shilka and Nerchinsk not afraid of now -
Mountain guard did not catch me,
In the wilds I have not touched a voracious beast,
Arrow bullet passed.

I went in the night and in broad daylight,
Around the city, I looked around vigilantly,
Peasant Bread fed me,
Boys supplied tobacco.

Glorious sea, sacred Baikal,
Glorious my sail - bathrobe Dyrovaty.
Hey, Barguzin, get on the ball shaft -
She could hear the rumble of the storm.