Текст песни х. Витютнев - За курганом пики блещуть

Over the mound peaks shine,
Dust sweeps , horses neigh ,
And everywhere was heard ,
What shelves are home .

Came too close, close ,
He surged up inverse order,
Don bowed low :
"Hello , our dear father ,

Oh , benefactor Don , angry
Or have you forgotten ,
Or we 're not quite complete ,
Or have you fallen out of love . "

" I 'm not angry at you, kids -
Noisy Don said -
And I'm glad that God has you, the children ,
Healthier Gate " .