Текст песни Шура Каретный - Этап на север

Step to the North - the term of the huge,
Whom you ask - everyone decree ...
Look in my eyes look severe,
Look, maybe for the last time.

And tomorrow you will say, my favorite,
Or write to my friend ...
Do not cry, do not cry, my dear friend -
I'm not going home already.

And early in the morning, "Crosses" we leave,
Let us go step to Vorkuta ...
And under guard, his work hard,
Perhaps death itself find.

And you will stand at the window sill,
Batiste handkerchief tear utresh.
Do not cry, do not cry, my love, good,
You can find yourself another life.

And the children lamented the fate of the small
There would be expensive to look for me,
Not afraid of their term of huge,
Not afraid of him and the camp.

Friends will lay my corpse bushlatikom,
On a hill high demolish me
And bury my soul Zhigansk,
And they themselves will sing sad:

"Step to the North - the term of the huge,
Whom you ask - everyone Decree.
Look in my eyes look severe,
Perhaps we are seeing each other for the last time. "