Текст песни Советская музыка - Песня о Чапаеве

In the Urals, lead rains are whipping,
A desperate battle is boiling
And Chapai fights, guerrilla warrior,
For a free working people.

And enemies step on every inch
From each tower the gun looks.
But Chapaev wasn’t used to retreat in battle,
But Chapaev is always ahead.

And does Chapai fly like the wind of the steppe,
Ile will climb a steep bank, -
He is in a stubborn battle and in a conversation at night
All one saves a dream.

A black cloud sneaks in the steppe at night
Hardly audible horseshoes knock ...
Oh, don't sleep, fighters! Oh Chapaev, don’t sleep!
This death sends Kolchak.

All in blood raked across the Chapay River,
A hand was pierced by a white bullet ...
Don’t make noise, river, don’t drown, don’t download!
Oh, why are you, the river is wide!

The waves moan in anguish and run forward ...
No one ... Only the wind is buzzing ...
But Chapaev did not die ... Chapaev lives!
He, as a banner, is always ahead!