Текст песни Слуцкий - Казачья

Don't scold me father that it happened so
That someone's power sent us lead
What is such a good fellow, a daring fellow
A fool bullet led to a dead well

Don't scold me mom that I'm not healthy
That I left to fight for a new order
That the worker left me unlucky
And I used to raise a bull with a cow.
Chorus:
Don't blame me for not coming back
That a bullet hit the forehead, oh, I didn't dodge
If he knew what would be so, head with a hole
Wouldn't change my jacket for a hero star.

Excuse me wife for saying goodbye to you,
What kind of business was he to death?
Oh, I feel you will be a gentleman
Oh, I got under the sight - accurate aiming.

Forgive the father-ataman for leaving you
I would still have chopped, if I had not disappeared
I was a dashing Cossack, with a red mustache
If he was alive now, he would be next to you.
Chorus:
Don't blame me for not coming back
That a bullet hit the forehead, oh, I didn't dodge
If he knew what would be so, head with a hole
Wouldn't change my jacket for a hero star.
Bury me, remember everything
Give me a horse to drink, saddle no more
Let him oppress in a field of grass, walk freely
A bullet flew in the forehead, oh, what a disaster!