Текст песни Хор Красной Армии - Большевик Сергей Лазо

Frequent spruce and fogs
Yes, the Siberian taiga ...
Partisans rose,
We went to the enemy.

Through the ambushes, through obstacles,
Under the shrapnel thunderstorm
He led folk detachments
Bolshevik Sergey Lazo.

Clouds go over the iman,
Black smoke above Primorye.
Oh, goodbye to the partisans
With the commander of the young.

Where the pine is noisy in sorrow,
Where dew laid a tear
There is tortured executioners
Bolshevik Sergey Lazo.

Frequent spruce and fogs,
Yes, the Siberian taiga.
Partisans walked triumphantly,
Overturned the enemy.

And not without reason the blood is native
We spilled then -
A banner curls above the Amur,
Our banner is forever!