Текст песни Тарас Компаніченко - Від Сяну до Дону дорога лежить...

Words: Leonid Pervomaisky

From San road is the Don,
Rozsidlanyy horse runs on the road.
He measured half the world, skrvavyv hoof
But no need, no need to grieve.

And at night zvyhrena mane horse
No one on the road was not back.
LV girl cries: "Cossack, Cossack,
I zostayusya the world alone. "

And Cossack forehead and chest in blood
One pravichniy it lies in mist.
Above him only the stars and the moon in the patrol,
And the soul that will still live on earth.

But no need, no need to mourn,
In the world she left to live.
Long journey, and in the heart of anxiety
And early tears on the eyelashes rings.