Текст песни Булат Окуджава - А молодой гусар

Grozny battle burning fires,
And so it is time to horses under the saddle ...
Produce to fight Hussars -
Their happy time has come.
Ahead of the commander,
He wore a new uniform,
A squadron of him
After the winter quarters.

A young hussar,
In love with Amalia,
He stands in front of her
Kneeling.

All were killed in combat. Flag at half-mast.
And the earthly things are not for them.
And they fly in paradise
On horseback on winged its:
Ahead of the commander,
He wore a ragged coat,
Following the young hussar
He leaves this world.

But he fancies,
What does he love again,
Again standing in front of her
Kneeling.

Here came the other for ages,
And countless water under the bridge.
And long gone that Amalia,
And in the museum dusts saddle.
Forgetting the commander -
Dame county idol.
Craves the new funs
Enlightened our world.

And the young hussar,
In love with Amalia,
He stands in front of her
Kneeling.