Текст песни Хор ім. Г. Верьовки - Стоїть над Волгою курган

Standing on the Volga mound,
Roar, dense sagebrush.
And gray mist spreading
In the plains of dead sons.
Winds them to say they are the blue distance,
Purple morning will hide lashes.
And the dew falling in the grass
Hot dew falling in the grass
As tears of mothers saints.
There were young men in uniforms
With Tambov, Tula and Kyiv.
In heavy fighting near the river
In Kurgan Volga sleep.
Winds them to say they are the blue distance,
Purple morning will hide lashes.
And the dew falling in the grass
Hot dew falling in the grass
As tears of mothers saints.
Subsided over the steppe hurricane,
Thundering cannons only in memories.
Standing edge of the shore mound,
And in her sleep to soldiers.
Winds them to say they are the blue distance,
Noise as lost hope.
And the dew falling in the grass
Hot dew falling in the grass
As tears of mothers saints.