Текст песни Хор Донских Казаков - Когда мы были на войне

When we were at war,
When we were at war,
There every thought of his
Beloved or his wife.

And I would have to think he could,
And I would have to think he could,
When looking at a tube,
In her blue smoke.

But I was not thinking about anything,
But I was not thinking about anything,
I just smoked a pipe
With Turkish bitter tobbacco.

As you once lied to me,
As you once lied to me,
But the heart of his girlish
Forever another handed.

I'm just waiting for a bullet true,
I'm just waiting for a bullet true,
What will quench my sorrow
And presechёt our enmity.

When we are at war,
When we are at war,
Towards the bullets fly
On his horse Raven.

But death is not for me,
Yes, apparently, death is not for me,
Once again, my horse crow
I shall make out of the fire